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Then
he
collapsed
forward
on
his
face
,
bucking
her
off
on
her
hurt
side
,
making
her
groan
.
She
lay
breathing
harshly
for
a
time
,
unable
to
move
.
She
was
an
excruciating
throb
of
pain
from
one
end
to
the
other
.
Every
time
she
inhaled
,
something
stabbed
viciously
at
her
,
and
her
neck
was
wet
with
blood
from
her
grazed
ear
.
There
was
only
the
sound
of
her
struggle
to
breathe
,
the
wind
,
and
the
ticking
clock
in
the
ballroom
.
At
last
she
forced
herself
to
her
feet
and
hobbled
across
to
the
stairway
.
When
she
got
there
she
clung
to
the
newel
post
,
head
down
,
waves
of
faintness
washing
over
her
.
When
it
had
passed
a
little
,
she
began
to
climb
,
using
her
unhurt
leg
and
pulling
with
her
arms
on
the
banister
.
Once
she
looked
up
,
expecting
to
see
Danny
there
,
but
the
stairway
was
empty
.
(
Thank
God
he
slept
through
it
thank
God
thank
God
)
Six
steps
up
she
had
to
rest
,
her
head
down
,
her
blond
hair
coiled
on
and
over
the
banister
.
Air
whistled
painfully
through
her
throat
,
as
if
it
had
grown
barbs
.
Her
right
side
was
a
swollen
,
hot
mass
.
(
Come
on
Wendy
come
on
old
girl
get
a
locked
door
behind
you
and
then
look
at
the
damage
thirteen
more
to
go
not
so
bad
.
And
when
you
get
to
the
upstairs
corridor
you
can
crawl
.
I
give
my
permission
.
)
She
drew
in
as
much
breath
as
her
broken
ribs
would
allow
and
half
-
pulled
,
half
-
fell
up
another
riser
.
And
another
.
She
was
on
the
ninth
,
almost
halfway
up
,
when
Jack
’
s
voice
came
from
behind
and
below
her
.
He
said
thickly
:
"
You
bitch
.
You
killed
me
.
"
