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He
threw
a
glance
back
over
his
shoulder
.
The
hose
had
not
moved
It
lay
as
it
had
lain
,
one
loop
off
the
frame
,
the
brass
nozzle
on
the
hall
floor
,
the
nozzle
pointing
disinterestedly
away
from
him
.
You
see
,
stupid
?
he
berated
himself
.
You
made
it
all
up
,
scaredy
-
cat
.
It
was
all
your
imagination
,
scaredy
-
cat
,
scaredy
-
cat
.
He
clung
to
the
stairway
railing
,
his
legs
trembling
in
reaction
.
(
It
never
chased
you
)
his
mind
told
him
,
and
seized
on
that
thought
,
and
played
it
back
.
(
never
chased
you
,
never
chased
you
,
never
did
,
never
did
)
It
was
nothing
to
be
afraid
of
.
Why
,
he
could
go
back
and
put
that
hose
right
into
its
frame
,
if
he
wanted
to
.
He
could
,
but
he
didn
’
t
think
he
would
.
Because
what
if
it
had
chased
him
and
had
gone
back
when
it
saw
that
it
couldn
’
t
…
quite
…
catch
him
?
The
hose
lay
on
the
carpet
,
almost
seeming
to
ask
him
if
he
would
like
to
come
back
and
try
again
.
Panting
,
Danny
ran
downstairs
.
