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It
was
about
ten
after
twelve
or
so
then
,
and
so
I
went
back
and
stood
by
the
door
and
waited
for
old
Phoebe
.
I
thought
how
it
might
be
the
last
time
I
'd
ever
see
her
again
.
Any
of
my
relatives
,
I
mean
.
I
figured
I
'd
probably
see
them
again
,
but
not
for
years
.
I
might
come
home
when
I
was
about
thirty-five
.
I
figured
,
in
case
somebody
got
sick
and
wanted
to
see
me
before
they
died
,
but
that
would
be
the
only
reason
I
'd
leave
my
cabin
and
come
back
.
I
even
started
picturing
how
it
would
be
when
I
came
back
.
I
knew
my
mother
'd
get
nervous
as
hell
and
start
to
cry
and
beg
me
to
stay
home
and
not
go
back
to
my
cabin
,
but
I
'd
go
anyway
.
I
'd
be
casual
as
hell
.
I
'd
make
her
calm
down
,
and
then
I
'd
go
over
to
the
other
side
of
the
living
room
and
take
out
this
cigarette
case
and
light
a
cigarette
,
cool
as
all
hell
.
I
'd
ask
them
all
to
visit
me
sometime
if
they
wanted
to
,
but
I
would
n't
insist
or
anything
.
What
I
'd
do
,
I
'd
let
old
Phoebe
come
out
and
visit
me
in
the
summertime
and
on
Christmas
vacation
and
Easter
vacation
.
And
I
'd
let
D.
B.
come
out
and
visit
me
for
a
while
if
he
wanted
a
nice
,
quiet
place
for
his
writing
,
but
he
could
n't
write
any
movies
in
my
cabin
,
only
stories
and
books
.
I
'd
have
this
rule
that
nobody
could
do
anything
phony
when
they
visited
me
.
If
anybody
tried
to
do
anything
phony
,
they
could
n't
stay
.
All
of
a
sudden
I
looked
at
the
clock
in
the
checkroom
and
it
was
twenty-five
of
one
.
I
began
to
get
scared
that
maybe
that
old
lady
in
the
school
had
told
that
other
lady
not
to
give
old
Phoebe
my
message
.
I
began
to
get
scared
that
maybe
she
'd
told
her
to
burn
it
or
something
.
It
really
scared
hell
out
of
me
.
I
really
wanted
to
see
old
Phoebe
before
I
hit
the
road
.
I
mean
I
had
her
Christmas
dough
and
all
.
Finally
,
I
saw
her
.
I
saw
her
through
the
glass
part
of
the
door
.
The
reason
I
saw
her
,
she
had
my
crazy
hunting
hat
on
--
you
could
see
that
hat
about
ten
miles
away
.
I
went
out
the
doors
and
started
down
these
stone
stairs
to
meet
her
.
The
thing
I
could
n't
understand
,
she
had
this
big
suitcase
with
her
.
She
was
just
coming
across
Fifth
Avenue
,
and
she
was
dragging
this
goddam
big
suitcase
with
her
.
She
could
hardly
drag
it
.
When
I
got
up
closer
,
I
saw
it
was
my
old
suitcase
,
the
one
I
used
to
use
when
I
was
at
Whooton
.
I
could
n't
figure
out
what
the
hell
she
was
doing
with
it
.
"
Hi
,
"
she
said
when
she
got
up
close
.
She
was
all
out
of
breath
from
that
crazy
suitcase
.
"
I
thought
maybe
you
were
n't
coming
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
the
hell
's
in
that
bag
?
I
do
n't
need
anything
.
I
'm
just
going
the
way
I
am
.
I
'm
not
even
taking
the
bags
I
got
at
the
station
.
What
the
hellya
got
in
there
?
"
She
put
the
suitcase
down
.
"
My
clothes
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
'm
going
with
you
.
Can
I
?
Okay
?
"
"
What
?
"
I
said
.
I
almost
fell
over
when
she
said
that
.
I
swear
to
God
I
did
.
I
got
sort
of
dizzy
and
I
thought
I
was
going
to
pass
out
or
something
again
.
"
I
took
them
down
the
back
elevator
so
Charlene
would
n't
see
me
.
It
is
n't
heavy
.
All
I
have
in
it
is
two
dresses
and
my
moccasins
and
my
underwear
and
socks
and
some
other
things
.
Feel
it
.
It
is
n't
heavy
.
Feel
it
once
...
Ca
n't
I
go
with
you
?
Holden
?
Ca
n't
I
?
Please
.
"
"
No
.
Shut
up
.
"
