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He
had
told
them
everything
except
what
had
happened
to
him
when
the
snow
had
blocked
the
end
of
the
concrete
ring
.
He
couldn
’
t
bring
himself
to
repeat
that
.
And
be
didn
’
t
know
the
right
words
to
express
the
creeping
,
lassitudinous
sense
of
terror
he
had
felt
when
he
heard
the
dead
aspen
leaves
begin
to
crackle
furtively
down
there
in
the
cold
darkness
.
But
he
told
them
about
the
soft
sound
of
snow
falling
in
clumps
.
About
the
lion
with
its
head
and
its
bunched
shoulders
working
its
way
up
and
out
of
the
snow
to
chase
him
.
He
even
told
them
about
how
the
rabbit
had
turned
its
head
to
watch
near
the
end
.
The
three
of
them
were
in
the
lobby
.
Jack
had
built
a
roaring
blaze
in
the
fireplace
.
Danny
was
bundled
up
in
a
blanket
on
the
small
sofa
where
once
,
a
million
years
ago
,
three
nuns
had
sat
laughing
like
girls
while
they
waited
for
the
line
at
the
desk
to
thin
out
.
He
was
sipping
hot
noodle
soup
from
a
mug
.
Wendy
sat
beside
him
,
stroking
his
hair
.
Jack
had
sat
on
the
floor
,
his
face
seeming
to
grow
more
and
more
still
,
more
and
more
set
as
Danny
told
his
story
.
Twice
he
pulled
his
handkerchief
out
of
his
back
pocket
and
rubbed
his
sorelooking
lips
with
it
.
"
Then
they
chased
me
,
"
he
finished
.
Jack
got
up
and
went
over
to
the
window
,
his
back
to
them
.
He
looked
at
his
mommy
.
"
They
chased
me
all
the
way
up
to
the
porch
.
"
He
was
struggling
to
keep
his
voice
calm
,
because
if
he
stayed
calm
maybe
they
would
believe
him
.
Mr
.
Stenger
hadn
’
t
stayed
calm
.
He
had
started
to
cry
and
hadn
’
t
been
able
to
stop
SO
THE
MEN
IN
THE
WHITE
COATS
had
come
to
take
him
away
because
if
you
couldn
’
t
stop
crying
it
meant
you
had
LOST
YOUR
MARBLES
and
when
would
you
be
back
?
NO
ONE
KNOWS
.
His
parka
and
snowpants
and
the
clotted
snowshoes
lay
on
the
rug
just
inside
the
big
double
doors
.
(
I
won
’
t
cry
I
won
’
t
let
myself
cry
)
And
he
thought
he
could
do
that
,
but
he
couldn
’
t
stop
shaking
.
He
looked
into
the
fire
and
waited
for
Daddy
to
say
something
.
High
yellow
flames
danced
on
the
dark
stone
hearth
.
A
pine
-
knot
exploded
with
a
bang
and
sparks
rushed
up
the
flue
.
"
Danny
,
come
over
here
.
"
Jack
turned
around
.
His
face
still
had
that
pinched
,
deathly
look
.
Danny
didn
’
t
like
to
look
at
it
.
"
Jack
-
"
"
I
just
want
the
boy
over
here
for
a
minute
.
"
Danny
slipped
off
the
sofa
and
came
over
beside
his
daddy
.
