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〃Dont　shout；〃　he　said。　〃My　head　aches；　Wendy。　Im　as　worried　about　this　as

you　are；　so　please　。。。　dont　。。。　shout。〃

〃All　right；〃　she　said；　lowering　her　voice。　〃I　wont　shout。　But　I　dont

understand　you；　Jack。　Someone　is　in　here　with　us。　And　not　a　very　nice　someone；

either。　We　have　to　get　down　to　Sidewinder；　not　just　Danny　but　all　of　us。

Quickly。　And　you　。。。　youre　sitting　there　reading　your　play！〃

〃　We　have　to　get　down；　we　have　to　get　down；　you　keep　saying　that。　You　must

think　I　really　am　Superman。〃

〃I　think　youre　my　husband；〃　she　said　softly；　and　looked　down　at　her　hands。

His　temper　flared。　He　slammed　the　playscript　down；　knocking　the　edges　of　the

pile　out　of　true　again　and　crumpling　the　sheets　on　the　bottom。

〃Its　time　you　got　some　of　the　home　truths　into　you；　Wendy。　You　dont　seem　to

have　internalized　them；　as　the　sociologists　say。　Theyre　knocking　around　up　in

your　head　like　a　bunch　of　loose　cueballs。　You　need　to　shoot　them　into　the

pockets。　You　need　to　understand　that　we　are　snowed　in。〃

Danny　had　suddenly　bee　active　in　his　bed。　Still　sleeping；　he　had　begun　to

twist　and　turn。　The　way　he　always　did　when　we　fought；　Wendy　thought　dismally。

And　were　doing　it　again。

〃Dont　wake　him　up；　Jack。　Please。〃

He　glanced　over　at　Danny　and　some　of　the　flush　went　out　of　his　cheeks。　〃Okay。

Im　sorry。　Im　sorry　I　sounded　mad；　Wendy。　Its　not　really　for　you。　But　I　broke

the　radio。　If　its　anybodys　fault　its　mine。　That　was　our　big　link　to　the

outside。　Olly…olly…in…for…free。　Please　e　get　us；　Mister　Ranger。　We　cant　stay

out　this　late。〃

〃Dont；〃　she　said；　and　put　a　hand　on　his　shoulder。　He　leaned　his　head　against

it。　She　brushed　his　hair　with　her　other　hand。　〃I　guess　youve　got　a　right；　after

what　I　accused　you　of。　Sometimes　I　am　like　my　mother。　I　can　be　a　bitch。　But　you

have　to　understand　that　some　things　。。。　are　hard　to　get　over。　You　have　to

understand　that。〃

〃Do　you　mean　his　arm？〃　His　lips　had　thinned。

〃Yes；〃　Wendy　said；　and　then　she　rushed　on：　〃But　its　not　just　you。　I　worry

when　he　goes　out　to　play。　I　worry　about　him　wanting　a　two…wheeler　next　year；

even　one　with　training　wheels。　I　worry　about　his　teeth　and　his　eyesight　and

about　this　thing；　what　he　calls　his　shine。　I　worry。　Because　hes　little　and　he