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As
she
made
that
protective
gesture
,
I
saw
the
second
double
image
:
my
mother
,
heavy
with
my
sister
,
in
the
days
when
she
was
holding
me
less
,
warming
me
less
with
her
voice
and
touch
,
protecting
me
less
against
anyone
who
dared
to
say
I
was
subnormal
.
I
think
I
grabbed
her
shoulder
—
I
’
m
not
sure
,
but
then
she
was
screaming
,
and
I
was
sharply
back
to
reality
with
the
sense
of
danger
.
I
wanted
to
tell
her
I
had
meant
no
harm
—
I
would
never
hurt
her
or
anyone
.
"
Please
,
don
’
t
scream
!
"
But
she
was
screaming
,
and
I
heard
the
running
footsteps
on
the
darkened
path
.
This
was
something
no
one
would
understand
.
I
ran
into
the
darkness
,
to
find
an
exit
from
the
park
,
zig
-
zagging
across
one
path
and
down
an
other
.
I
didn
’
t
know
the
park
,
and
suddenly
I
crashed
into
something
that
threw
me
backwards
.
A
wire
-
mesh
fence
—
a
dead
end
.
Then
I
saw
the
swings
and
slides
and
realized
it
was
a
children
’
s
playground
locked
up
for
the
night
.
I
fol
lowed
the
fence
,
and
kept
going
,
half
-
running
,
stumbling
over
twisted
roots
.
At
the
lake
that
curved
around
near
the
playground
,
I
doubled
back
,
found
another
path
,
went
over
the
small
footbridge
and
then
around
and
under
it
.
No
exit
.
"
What
is
it
?
What
happened
,
lady
?
"
"
A
maniac
?
"
"
You
all
right
?
"
"
Which
way
did
he
go
?
"
I
had
circled
back
to
where
I
had
started
from
.
I
slipped
behind
the
huge
outcropping
of
a
rock
and
a
screen
of
bramble
and
dropped
flat
on
my
stomach
.
"
Get
a
cop
.
There
’
s
never
a
cop
when
you
need
one
.
"
"
What
happened
?
"
