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Far
away
,
the
other
boys
stood
hands
up
,
faces
grimaced
,
eyes
bright
as
stuffed
squirrels
.
But
here
was
John
,
alone
and
motionless
and
no
one
rushing
or
making
a
great
outcry
to
spoil
this
moment
.
Douglas
walked
around
the
statue
one
way
,
walked
around
the
statue
the
other
way
.
The
statue
did
not
move
.
It
did
not
speak
.
It
looked
at
the
horizon
,
its
mouth
half
smiling
.
It
was
like
that
time
years
ago
in
Chicago
when
they
had
visited
a
big
place
where
the
carved
marble
figures
were
,
and
his
walking
around
them
in
the
silence
.
So
here
was
John
Huff
with
grass
stains
on
his
knees
and
the
seat
of
his
.
pants
,
and
cuts
on
his
fingers
and
scabs
on
his
elbows
.
Here
was
John
Huff
with
the
quiet
tennis
shoes
,
his
feet
sheathed
in
silence
.
There
was
the
mouth
that
had
chewed
many
an
:
apricot
pie
come
summer
,
and
said
many
a
quiet
thing
or
:
two
about
life
and
the
lay
of
the
land
.
And
there
were
the
eyes
,
not
blind
like
statues
’
eyes
,
but
filled
with
molten
green
-
·
gold
.
And
there
the
dark
hair
blowing
now
north
now
south
or
any
direction
in
the
little
breeze
there
was
.
And
there
the
%
hands
with
all
the
town
on
them
,
dirt
from
roads
and
bark
-
slivers
from
trees
,
the
fingers
that
smelled
of
hemp
and
vine
and
green
apple
,
old
coins
or
pickle
-
green
frogs
.
There
were
the
ears
with
the
sunlight
shining
through
them
like
bright
warm
peach
wax
and
here
,
invisible
,
his
spearmint
-
breath
upon
the
air
.
"
John
,
now
,
"
said
Douglas
,
"
don
’
t
you
move
so
much
as
an
eyelash
.
I
absolutely
command
you
to
stay
here
and
not
move
at
all
for
the
next
three
hours
!
"
"
Doug
.
.
.
"
John
’
s
lips
moved
.
"
Freeze
!
"
said
Douglas
.
