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"
Why
?
"
"
Because
I
say
so
.
"
"
You
look
funny
,
Mom
.
"
Mom
sat
down
a
moment
,
then
stood
up
,
went
to
the
door
and
called
.
He
listened
to
her
calling
and
calling
,
"
Douglas
,
Douglas
,
oh
Doug
!
Douglasssssss
!
"
over
and
over
.
Her
calling
floated
out
into
the
summer
warm
dark
and
never
came
back
.
The
echoes
paid
no
attention
.
Douglas
.
Douglas
.
Douglas
.
Douglas
!
And
as
he
sat
on
the
floor
,
a
coldness
that
was
not
ice
cream
and
not
winter
,
and
not
part
of
summer
’
s
heat
,
went
through
Tom
.
He
noticed
Mom
’
s
eyes
sliding
,
blinking
;
the
way
she
stood
undecided
and
was
nervous
.
All
of
these
things
.
She
opened
the
screen
door
.
Stepping
out
into
the
night
,
she
walked
down
the
steps
and
down
the
front
sidewalk
under
the
lilac
bush
.
He
listened
to
her
moving
feet
.
She
called
again
.
