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The
water
ran
ceaselessly
in
the
basin
,
and
Wendy
felt
that
she
had
suddenly
stepped
into
some
grinding
nightmare
where
time
ran
backward
,
backward
to
the
time
when
her
drunken
husband
had
broken
her
son
’
s
arm
and
had
then
mewled
over
him
in
almost
the
exact
same
words
.
(
Oh
honey
.
I
’
m
sorry
.
I
’
m
sorry
,
doc
.
Please
.
So
sorry
.
)
She
ran
to
them
both
,
pried
Danny
out
of
Jack
’
s
arms
somehow
(
she
saw
the
look
of
angry
reproach
on
his
face
but
filed
it
away
for
later
consideration
)
,
and
lifted
him
up
.
She
walked
him
back
into
the
small
bedroom
,
Danny
’
s
arms
clasped
around
her
neck
,
Jack
trailing
them
.
She
sat
down
on
Danny
’
s
bed
and
rocked
him
back
and
forth
,
soothing
him
with
nonsensical
words
repeated
over
and
over
.
She
looked
up
at
Jack
and
there
was
only
worry
in
his
eyes
now
.
He
raised
questioning
eyebrows
at
her
.
She
shook
her
head
faintly
.
"
Danny
,
"
she
said
.
"
Danny
,
Danny
,
Danny
.
’
S
okay
,
doc
.
’
S
fine
.
"
At
last
Danny
was
quiet
,
only
faintly
trembling
in
her
arms
.
Yet
it
was
Jack
he
spoke
to
first
,
Jack
who
was
now
sitting
beside
them
on
the
bed
,
and
she
felt
the
old
faint
pang
(
It
’
s
him
first
and
it
’
s
always
been
him
first
)
of
jealousy
.
Jack
had
shouted
at
him
,
she
had
comforted
him
,
yet
it
was
to
his
father
that
Danny
said
,
"
I
’
m
sorry
if
I
was
bad
.
"
