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Douglas
breathed
out
.
Douglas
breathed
in
.
Sweat
trickled
down
his
neck
.
"
Doug
,
you
awake
?
"
The
slightest
nod
of
the
head
.
"
You
don
’
t
feel
good
,
huh
?
Boy
,
this
house
’
ll
burn
down
today
.
"
He
put
his
hand
on
Douglas
’
s
brow
.
It
was
like
touching
a
blazing
stove
lid
.
He
pulled
his
fingers
away
,
startled
.
He
turned
and
went
downstairs
.
"
Mom
,
"
he
said
,
"
Doug
’
s
really
sick
.
"
His
mother
,
taking
eggs
out
of
the
icebox
,
stopped
,
let
a
quick
look
of
concern
cross
her
face
,
put
the
eggs
back
,
and
followed
Tom
upstairs
.
Douglas
had
not
moved
so
much
as
a
finger
.
The
cicadas
were
screaming
now
.
At
noon
,
running
as
if
the
sun
were
after
him
to
smash
him
to
the
ground
,
the
doctor
pulled
up
on
the
front
porch
,
gasping
,
his
eyes
weary
already
,
and
gave
his
bag
to
Tom
.
At
one
o
’
clock
the
doctor
came
out
of
the
house
,
shaking
his
head
.
Tom
and
his
mother
stood
behind
the
screen
door
,
as
the
doctor
talked
in
a
low
voice
,
saying
over
and
over
again
he
didn
’
t
know
,
he
didn
’
t
know
.
