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"
Go
ahead
,
yell
your
fucking
head
off
,
that
’
ll
make
everything
okay
,
won
’
t
it
?
"
She
turned
and
walked
out
the
door
.
He
watched
her
go
,
frozen
for
a
moment
,
a
blotter
covered
with
fragments
of
broken
glass
in
one
hand
.
Then
he
dropped
it
into
the
wastebasket
,
went
after
her
,
and
caught
her
by
the
lobby
desk
.
He
put
his
hands
on
her
shoulders
and
turned
her
around
.
Her
face
was
carefully
set
.
"
Wendy
,
I
’
m
sorry
.
It
was
the
dream
.
I
’
m
upset
.
Forgive
?
"
"
Of
course
,
"
she
said
,
her
face
not
changing
expression
.
Her
wooden
shoulders
slipped
out
of
his
hands
.
She
walked
to
the
middle
of
the
lobby
and
called
:
"
Hey
,
doc
!
Where
are
you
?
"
Silence
came
back
.
She
walked
toward
the
double
lobby
doors
opened
one
of
them
,
and
stepped
out
onto
the
path
Jack
had
shoveled
.
It
was
more
like
a
trench
;
the
packed
and
drifted
snow
through
which
the
path
was
cut
came
to
her
shoulders
.
She
called
him
again
,
her
breath
coming
out
in
a
white
plume
.
When
she
came
back
in
she
had
begun
to
look
scared
.
Controlling
his
irritation
with
her
,
he
said
reasonably
:
"
Are
you
sure
he
’
s
not
sleeping
in
his
room
?
"
"
I
told
you
,
he
was
playing
somewhere
when
I
was
knitting
.
I
could
hear
him
downstairs
.
"
"
Did
you
fall
asleep
?
"
