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And
what
else
would
they
have
dragged
out
onto
the
lake
,
thought
Shadow
,
before
there
were
cars
?
Each
one
,
he
knew
,
without
any
question
,
had
a
dead
child
in
the
trunk
.
There
were
scores
of
them
down
there
.
Each
had
sat
out
on
the
ice
,
in
front
of
the
eyes
of
the
world
,
all
through
the
cold
winter
.
Each
had
tumbled
into
the
cold
waters
of
the
lake
,
when
the
winter
was
done
.
This
was
where
they
rested
:
Lemmi
Hautala
and
Jessie
Lovat
and
Sandy
Olsen
and
Jo
Ming
and
Sarah
Lindquist
and
all
the
rest
of
them
.
Down
where
it
was
silent
and
cold
…
He
pulled
at
his
foot
.
It
was
stuck
fast
,
and
the
pressure
in
his
lungs
was
becoming
unbearable
.
There
was
a
sharp
,
terrible
,
hurt
in
his
ears
.
He
exhaled
slowly
,
and
the
air
bubbled
around
his
face
.
Soon
,
he
thought
,
soon
I
’
ll
have
to
breathe
.
Or
I
’
ll
choke
.
He
reached
down
,
put
both
hands
around
the
bumper
of
the
klunker
,
and
pushed
,
with
everything
he
had
,
leaning
into
it
.
Nothing
happened
.
It
’
s
only
the
shell
of
a
car
,
he
told
himself
.
They
took
out
the
engine
.
That
’
s
the
heaviest
part
of
the
car
.
You
can
do
it
.
Just
keep
pushing
.
He
pushed
.
Agonizingly
slowly
,
a
fraction
of
an
inch
at
a
time
,
the
car
slipped
forward
in
the
mud
,
and
Shadow
pulled
his
foot
from
the
mud
beneath
the
car
,
and
kicked
,
and
tried
to
push
himself
out
into
the
cold
lake
water
.
He
didn
’
t
move
.
The
coat
,
he
told
himself
.
It
’
s
the
coat
.
It
’
s
stuck
,
or
caught
on
something
.
He
pulled
his
arms
from
his
coat
,
fumbled
with
numb
fingers
at
the
frozen
zipper
.
Then
he
pulled
both
hands
on
each
side
of
the
zipper
,
felt
the
coat
give
and
rend
.
Hastily
,
he
freed
himself
from
its
embrace
,
and
pushed
upward
,
away
from
the
car
.
