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"
I
'm
okay
,
Mom
,
"
he
said
in
the
careful
tone
of
voice
you
use
to
placate
the
very
old
and
senile
.
He
walked
towards
us
,
showing
us
how
all
right
he
was
,
and
Steff
began
to
tremble
in
my
arms
.
"
It
's
all
right
,
"
I
said
in
her
ear
.
"
He
knows
about
them
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
people
get
killed
,
"
she
said
.
"
They
have
ads
all
the
time
on
television
about
live
wires
,
people
get-Billy
,
I
want
you
to
come
in
the
house
right
now
!
"
"
Aw
,
come
on
,
Mom
!
I
wan
na
show
Dad
the
boathouse
!
"
He
was
almost
bug-eyed
with
excitement
and
disappointment
.
He
had
gotten
a
taste
of
poststorm
apocalypse
and
wanted
to
share
it
.
"
You
go
in
right
now
!
Those
wires
are
dangerous
and
-
"
"
Dad
said
they
want
the
ground
,
not
me
-
"
"
Billy
,
do
n't
you
argue
with
me
!
"
"
I
'll
come
down
and
look
,
champ
.
Go
on
down
yourself
.
"
I
could
feel
Steff
tensing
against
me
.
"
Go
around
the
other
side
,
kiddo
.
"
"
Yeah
!
Okay
!
"
He
tore
past
us
,
taking
the
stone
steps
that
led
around
the
west
end
of
the
house
two
by
two
.
He
disappeared
with
his
shirttail
flying
,
trailing
back
one
word
-
"
Wow
!
"
-
as
he
spotted
some
other
piece
of
destruction
.
