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"
Yes
.
"
But
it
was
a
near
thing
,
at
that
.
Danny
had
been
cradling
his
father
’
s
head
when
they
went
over
the
doorsills
,
but
his
hands
slipped
in
Jack
’
s
greasy
hair
as
they
went
into
the
kitchen
.
The
back
of
his
head
struck
the
tiles
,
and
Jack
began
to
moan
and
stir
.
"
You
got
to
use
smoke
,
"
Jack
muttered
quickly
.
"
Now
run
and
get
me
that
gascan
.
"
Wendy
and
Danny
exchanged
tight
,
fearful
glances
.
"
Help
me
,
"
she
said
in
a
low
voice
.
For
a
moment
Danny
stood
as
if
paralyzed
by
his
father
’
s
face
,
and
then
he
moved
jerkily
to
her
side
and
helped
her
hold
the
left
leg
.
They
dragged
him
across
the
kitchen
floor
in
a
nightmare
kind
of
slow
motion
,
the
only
sounds
the
faint
,
insectile
buzz
of
the
fluorescent
lights
and
their
own
labored
breathing
.
When
they
reached
the
pantry
,
Wendy
put
Jack
’
s
feet
down
and
turned
to
fumble
with
the
bolt
.
Danny
looked
down
at
Jack
,
who
was
lying
limp
and
relaxed
again
.
The
shirttail
had
pulled
out
of
the
back
of
his
pants
as
they
dragged
him
and
Danny
wondered
if
Daddy
was
too
drunk
to
be
cold
.
It
seemed
wrong
to
lock
him
in
the
pantry
like
a
wild
animal
,
but
he
had
seen
what
he
tried
to
do
to
Mommy
.
Even
upstairs
he
had
known
Daddy
was
going
to
do
that
.
He
had
heard
them
arguing
in
his
head
.
(
If
only
we
could
all
be
out
of
here
.
Or
if
it
was
a
dream
I
was
having
,
back
in
Stovington
.
If
only
.
)
The
bolt
was
stuck
.
