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"
You
did
.
You
did
,
"
she
said
.
Then
she
smacked
me
again
with
her
fist
.
If
you
do
n't
think
that
hurts
,
you
're
crazy
.
"
Daddy
'll
kill
you
!
"
she
said
.
Then
she
flopped
on
her
stomach
on
the
bed
and
put
the
goddam
pillow
over
her
head
.
She
does
that
quite
frequently
.
She
's
a
true
madman
sometimes
.
"
Cut
it
out
,
now
,
"
I
said
.
"
Nobody
's
gon
na
kill
me
.
Nobody
's
gon
na
even
--
C'mon
,
Phoeb
,
take
that
goddam
thing
off
your
head
.
Nobody
's
gon
na
kill
me
.
"
She
would
n't
take
it
off
,
though
.
You
ca
n't
make
her
do
something
if
she
does
n't
want
to
.
All
she
kept
saying
was
,
"
Daddy
s
gon
na
kill
you
.
"
You
could
hardly
understand
her
with
that
goddam
pillow
over
her
head
.
"
Nobody
's
gon
na
kill
me
.
Use
your
head
.
In
the
first
place
,
I
'm
going
away
.
What
I
may
do
,
I
may
get
a
job
on
a
ranch
or
something
for
a
while
.
I
know
this
guy
whose
grandfather
's
got
a
ranch
in
Colorado
.
I
may
get
a
job
out
there
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
'll
keep
in
touch
with
you
and
all
when
I
'm
gone
,
if
I
go
.
C'mon
.
Take
that
off
your
head
.
C'mon
,
hey
,
Phoeb
.
Please
.
Please
,
willya
?
'
She
wouldn
t
take
it
off
,
though
I
tried
pulling
it
off
,
but
she
's
strong
as
hell
.
You
get
tired
fighting
with
her
.
Boy
,
if
she
wants
to
keep
a
pillow
over
her
head
,
she
keeps
it
.
"
Phoebe
,
please
.
C'mon
outa
there
,
"
I
kept
saying
.
"
C'mon
,
hey
...
Hey
,
Weatherfield
.
C'mon
out
.
"
She
would
n't
come
out
,
though
.
You
ca
n't
even
reason
with
her
sometimes
.
Finally
,
I
got
up
and
went
out
in
the
living
room
and
got
some
cigarettes
out
of
the
box
on
the
table
and
stuck
some
in
my
pocket
.
I
was
all
out
.
When
I
came
back
,
she
had
the
pillow
off
her
head
all
right
--
I
knew
she
would
--
but
she
still
would
n't
look
at
me
,
even
though
she
was
laying
on
her
back
and
all
.
When
I
came
around
the
side
of
the
bed
and
sat
down
again
,
she
turned
her
crazy
face
the
other
way
.
She
was
ostracizing
the
hell
out
of
me
.
Just
like
the
fencing
team
at
Pencey
when
I
left
all
the
goddam
foils
on
the
subway
.
"
How
's
old
Hazel
Weatherfield
?
"
I
said
.
"
You
write
any
new
stories
about
her
?
I
got
that
one
you
sent
me
right
in
my
suitcase
.
It
's
down
at
the
station
.
It
's
very
good
.
"
"
Daddy
'll
kill
you
.
"
