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(
Who
wouldn
’
t
?
What
wouldn
’
t
?
Dare
do
what
?
)
He
began
to
walk
back
toward
the
hedge
-
clipper
at
the
foot
of
the
big
kids
’
slide
,
and
the
sound
of
his
feet
crunching
on
the
crushed
stone
seemed
abnormally
loud
.
Now
the
flesh
on
his
testicles
had
begun
to
creep
too
,
and
his
buttocks
felt
hard
and
heavy
,
like
stone
.
(
Jesus
,
what
is
this
?
)
He
stopped
by
the
hedge
-
clipper
,
but
made
no
move
to
pick
it
up
.
Yes
,
there
was
something
different
.
In
the
topiary
.
And
it
was
so
simple
,
so
easy
to
see
,
that
he
just
wasn
’
t
picking
it
up
.
Come
on
,
he
scolded
himself
,
you
just
trimmed
the
fucking
rabbit
,
so
what
’
s
the
(
that
’
s
it
)
His
breath
stopped
in
his
throat
.
The
rabbit
was
down
on
all
fours
,
cropping
grass
.
Its
belly
was
against
the
ground
.
But
not
ten
minutes
ago
it
had
been
up
on
its
hind
legs
,
of
course
it
had
been
,
he
had
trimmed
its
ears
…
and
its
belly
.
His
eyes
darted
to
the
dog
.
When
he
had
come
down
the
path
it
had
been
sitting
up
,
as
if
begging
for
a
sweet
.
Now
it
was
crouched
,
head
tilted
,
the
clipped
wedge
of
mouth
seeming
to
snarl
silently
.
And
the
lions
-
(
oh
no
,
baby
,
oh
no
,
uh
-
uh
,
no
way
)
the
lions
were
closer
to
the
path
.
The
two
on
his
right
had
subtly
changed
positions
,
had
drawn
closer
together
.
The
tail
of
the
one
on
the
left
now
almost
jutted
out
over
the
path
.
