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He
had
tried
to
soothe
the
baby
and
dropped
him
on
the
floor
.
Wendy
had
rushed
out
,
thinking
of
what
her
mother
would
think
if
she
saw
the
bruise
before
she
thought
of
anything
else
-
God
help
her
,
God
help
them
both
-
and
then
picked
Danny
up
,
sat
in
the
rocking
chair
with
him
,
soothed
him
.
She
had
been
thinking
of
her
mother
for
most
of
the
five
hours
Jack
had
been
gone
,
her
mother
’
s
prophecy
that
Jack
would
never
come
to
anything
.
Big
ideas
,
her
mother
had
said
.
Sure
.
The
welfare
lines
are
full
of
educated
fools
with
big
ideas
.
Did
the
Esquire
story
make
her
mother
wrong
or
right
?
Winnifred
,
you
’
re
not
holding
that
baby
right
.
Give
him
to
me
.
And
was
she
not
holding
her
husband
right
?
Why
else
would
he
take
his
joy
out
of
the
house
?
A
helpless
kind
of
terror
had
risen
up
in
her
and
it
never
occurred
to
her
that
he
had
gone
out
for
reasons
that
had
nothing
to
do
with
her
.
"
Congratulations
,
"
she
said
,
rocking
Danny
-
he
was
almost
asleep
again
.
"
Maybe
you
gave
him
a
concussion
.
"
"
It
’
s
just
a
bruise
.
"
He
sounded
sulky
,
wanting
to
be
repentant
:
a
little
boy
.
For
an
instant
she
hated
him
.
"
Maybe
,
"
she
said
tightly
.
"
Maybe
not
.
"
She
heard
so
much
of
her
mother
talking
to
her
departed
father
in
her
own
voice
that
she
was
sickened
and
afraid
.
"
Like
mother
like
daughter
,
"
Jack
muttered
.
"
Go
to
bed
!
"
she
cried
,
her
fear
coming
out
sounding
like
anger
.
"
Go
to
bed
,
you
’
re
drunk
!
"
"
Don
’
t
tell
me
what
to
do
.
"
"
Jack
…
please
,
we
shouldn
’
t
…
it
…
"
There
were
no
words
.
"
Don
’
t
tell
me
what
to
do
,
"
he
repeated
sullenly
,
and
then
went
into
the
bedroom
.
She
was
left
alone
in
the
rocking
chair
with
Danny
,
who
was
sleeping
again
.
Five
minutes
later
Jack
’
s
snores
came
floating
out
to
the
living
room
.
That
had
been
the
first
night
she
had
slept
on
the
couch
.
