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"
Me
,
I
just
walk
over
to
him
slowly
.
You
can
see
he
wants
to
run
,
but
he
’
s
iced
in
and
it
just
isn
’
t
going
to
happen
.
But
there
’
s
no
way
I
can
bring
myself
to
shoot
a
defenseless
critter
when
he
can
’
t
get
away
—
what
kind
of
man
would
I
be
if
I
done
that
,
heh
?
So
I
takes
my
shotgun
and
I
fires
off
one
shell
,
straight
up
into
the
air
.
"
Well
the
noise
and
the
shock
is
enough
to
make
that
buck
just
about
jump
out
of
his
skin
,
and
seein
’
that
his
legs
are
iced
in
,
that
’
s
just
what
he
proceeds
to
do
.
He
leaves
his
hide
and
his
antlers
stuck
to
the
ice
,
while
he
charges
back
into
the
woods
,
pink
as
a
newborn
mouse
and
shivering
fit
to
bust
.
"
I
felt
bad
enough
for
that
old
buck
that
I
talked
the
Lakeside
Ladies
Knitting
Circle
into
making
him
something
warm
to
wear
all
the
winter
,
and
they
knitted
him
an
all
-
over
one
-
piece
woolen
suit
,
so
he
wouldn
’
t
freeze
to
death
.
Course
the
joke
was
on
us
,
because
they
knitted
him
a
suit
of
bright
orange
wool
so
no
hunter
ever
shot
at
it
.
Hunters
in
these
parts
wear
orange
at
hunting
season
,
"
he
added
,
helpfully
.
"
And
if
you
think
there
’
s
a
word
of
a
lie
in
that
,
I
can
prove
it
to
you
.
I
’
ve
got
the
antlers
up
on
my
rec
room
wall
to
this
day
.
"
Shadow
laughed
,
and
the
old
man
smiled
the
satisfied
smile
of
a
master
craftsman
.
They
pulled
up
outside
a
brick
building
with
a
large
wooden
deck
,
from
which
golden
holiday
lights
hung
and
twinkled
invitingly
.
"
That
’
s
Five
-
oh
-
two
,
"
said
Hinzelmann
.
"
Apartment
three
would
be
on
the
top
floor
,
round
the
other
side
,
overlooking
the
lake
.
There
you
go
,
Mike
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
Mr
.
Hinzelmann
.
Can
I
give
you
anything
toward
gas
?
"
"
Just
Hinzelmann
.
And
you
don
’
t
owe
me
a
penny
.
Merry
Christmas
from
me
and
from
Tessie
.
"
"
Are
you
sure
you
won
’
t
accept
anything
?
"
The
old
man
scratched
his
chin
.
"
Tell
you
what
,
"
he
said
.
"
Sometime
in
the
next
week
or
so
I
’
ll
come
by
and
sell
you
some
tickets
.
For
our
raffle
.
Charity
.
For
now
,
young
man
,
you
can
be
getting
on
to
bed
.
"
Shadow
smiled
.
"
Merry
Christmas
,
Hinzelmann
,
"
he
said
.
The
old
man
shook
Shadow
’
s
hand
with
one
red
-
knuckled
hand
.
It
felt
as
hard
and
as
callused
as
an
oak
branch
.
"
Now
,
you
watch
the
path
as
you
go
up
there
,
it
’
s
going
to
be
slippery
.
I
can
see
your
door
from
here
,
at
the
side
there
,
see
it
?
I
’
ll
just
wait
in
the
car
down
here
until
you
’
re
safely
inside
.
You
just
give
me
the
thumbs
-
up
when
you
’
re
in
okay
,
and
I
’
ll
drive
off
.
"
