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He
put
the
two
bottles
on
the
bed
.
"
One
last
direction
.
"
He
stood
by
the
cot
and
leaned
over
and
spoke
quietly
.
"
When
you
’
re
drinking
these
,
remember
:
It
was
bottled
by
a
friend
.
The
S
.
J
.
Jonas
Bottling
Company
,
Green
Town
,
Illinois
—
August
,
1928
.
A
vintage
year
,
boy
.
.
.
a
vintage
year
.
"
A
moment
later
there
was
the
sound
of
reins
slapping
the
back
of
the
horse
in
the
moonlight
,
and
the
rumble
of
the
wagon
down
the
street
and
away
.
After
a
moment
Douglas
’
s
eyes
twitched
and
,
very
slowly
,
opened
.
"
Mother
!
"
whispered
Tom
.
"
Dad
!
Doug
,
it
’
s
Doug
!
He
’
s
going
to
be
well
.
I
just
went
down
to
check
and
come
on
!
"
Tom
ran
out
of
the
house
.
His
parents
followed
.
Douglas
was
asleep
as
they
approached
.
Tom
motioned
to
his
parents
,
smiling
wildly
.
They
bent
over
the
cot
.
A
single
exhalation
,
a
pause
,
a
single
exhalation
,
a
pause
,
as
the
three
bent
there
.
Douglas
’
s
mouth
was
slightly
open
and
from
his
lips
and
from
the
thin
vents
of
his
nostrils
,
gently
there
rose
a
scent
of
cool
night
and
cool
water
and
cool
white
snow
and
cool
green
moss
,
and
cool
moonlight
on
silver
pebbles
lying
at
the
bottom
of
a
quiet
river
and
cool
clear
water
at
the
bottom
of
a
small
white
stone
well
.
