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She
was
halfway
up
the
walk
when
he
called
,
"
Mommy
?
"
"
What
,
Danny
?
"
"
Do
you
want
to
go
and
live
in
that
hotel
for
the
winter
?
"
Now
,
which
of
five
thousand
answers
should
she
give
to
that
one
?
The
way
she
had
felt
yesterday
or
last
night
or
this
morning
?
They
were
all
different
,
they
crossed
the
spectrum
from
rosy
pink
to
dead
black
.
She
said
:
"
If
it
’
s
what
your
father
wants
,
it
’
s
what
I
want
.
"
She
paused
.
"
What
about
you
?
"
"
I
guess
I
do
,
"
he
said
finally
.
"
Nobody
much
to
play
with
around
here
.
"
"
You
miss
your
friends
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
"
Sometimes
I
miss
Scott
and
Andy
.
That
’
s
about
all
.
"
She
went
back
to
him
and
kissed
him
,
rumpled
his
lightcolored
hair
that
was
just
losing
its
baby
-
fineness
He
was
such
a
solemn
little
boy
,
and
sometimes
she
wondered
just
how
he
was
supposed
to
survive
with
her
and
Jack
for
parents
.
The
high
hopes
they
had
begun
with
came
down
to
this
unpleasant
apartment
building
in
a
city
they
didn
’
t
know
.
The
image
of
Danny
in
his
cast
rose
up
before
her
again
.
Somebody
in
the
Divine
Placement
Service
had
made
a
mistake
,
one
she
sometimes
feared
could
never
be
corrected
and
which
only
the
most
innocent
bystander
could
pay
for
.
