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"
I
can
handle
it
.
"
"
You
do
practically
everything
now
.
You
’
ll
have
to
get
someone
in
to
help
.
"
"
Remember
—
it
isn
’
t
sure
and
it
’
s
a
secret
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
never
forget
a
promise
.
"
"
But
you
’
ll
hint
.
"
"
Ethan
,
I
will
not
.
"
"
Do
you
know
what
you
are
?
A
dear
little
baby
rabbit
with
flowers
on
your
head
.
"
"
You
help
yourself
in
the
kitchen
.
I
’
m
going
to
freshen
up
.
"
When
she
was
gone
,
I
sprawled
out
in
my
chair
and
I
heard
in
my
secret
ears
,
"
Lord
,
now
lettest
Thou
Thy
servant
de
-
part
in
pee
-
ace
,
according
to
Thy
word
.
"
And
darned
if
I
didn
’
t
go
to
sleep
.
Dropped
off
a
cliff
into
the
dark
,
right
there
in
the
living
room
.
I
don
’
t
do
that
often
.
And
because
I
had
been
thinking
of
Danny
Taylor
,
I
dreamed
of
Danny
Taylor
.
We
were
not
small
or
great
but
grown
,
and
we
were
at
the
flat
dry
lake
-
bottom
with
the
old
house
foundations
and
cellar
hole
.
And
it
was
early
summer
,
for
I
remarked
the
fatness
of
the
leaves
and
the
grass
so
heavy
that
it
bent
of
its
weight
,
the
kind
of
day
that
makes
you
feel
fat
and
crazy
too
.
Danny
went
behind
a
young
juniper
straight
and
slender
as
a
column
.
I
heard
his
voice
,
distorted
and
thick
like
words
spoken
under
water
.
Then
I
was
with
him
and
he
was
melting
and
running
down
over
his
frame
.
With
my
palms
I
tried
to
smooth
him
upward
,
back
in
place
,
the
way
you
try
to
smooth
wet
cement
when
it
runs
out
of
the
form
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
.
His
essence
ran
between
my
fingers
.
They
say
a
dream
is
a
moment
.
This
one
went
on
and
on
and
the
more
I
tried
,
the
more
he
melted
.
When
Mary
awakened
me
I
was
panting
with
effort
.
