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It
was
as
if
thinking
of
her
opened
a
window
in
his
mind
.
He
could
see
her
.
He
could
,
somehow
,
see
her
.
She
was
in
Eagle
Point
,
in
the
backyard
outside
her
mother
’
s
big
house
.
She
stood
in
the
cold
,
which
she
did
not
feel
any
more
,
or
which
she
felt
all
the
time
,
she
stood
outside
the
house
that
her
mother
had
bought
in
1989
with
the
insurance
money
after
Laura
’
s
father
,
Harvey
McCabe
,
had
passed
on
,
a
heart
attack
while
straining
on
the
can
,
and
she
was
staring
in
,
her
cold
hands
pressed
against
the
glass
,
her
breath
not
fogging
it
,
not
at
all
,
watching
her
mother
,
and
her
sister
and
her
sister
’
s
children
and
husband
in
from
Texas
,
home
for
Christmas
.
Out
in
the
darkness
,
that
was
where
Laura
was
,
unable
not
to
look
.
Tears
prickled
in
Shadow
’
s
eyes
,
and
he
rolled
over
in
his
bed
.
Wednesday
,
he
thought
,
and
with
just
a
thought
a
window
opened
and
he
was
watching
from
a
corner
of
the
room
in
the
Motel
6
,
watching
two
figures
thrusting
and
rolling
in
the
semi
-
darkness
.
He
felt
like
a
Peeping
Tom
,
turned
his
thoughts
away
,
willed
them
to
come
back
to
him
.
He
could
imagine
huge
black
wings
pounding
through
the
night
toward
him
,
he
could
see
the
lake
spread
out
below
him
as
the
wind
blew
down
from
the
Arctic
,
breathed
its
cold
on
the
land
,
forcing
any
remaining
liquids
to
become
solid
,
prying
jack
-
frost
fingers
a
hundred
times
colder
than
the
fingers
of
any
corpse
.
Shadow
’
s
breath
came
shallowly
now
,
and
he
was
no
longer
cold
.
He
could
hear
a
wind
rising
,
a
bitter
screaming
around
the
house
,
and
for
a
moment
he
thought
he
could
hear
words
on
the
wind
.
If
he
was
going
to
be
anywhere
,
he
might
as
well
be
here
,
he
thought
,
and
then
he
slept
.
