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"
Go
,
"
I
said
.
I
backed
out
of
the
slot
and
put
on
the
low
beams
.
Some
urge-probably
a
base
one-made
me
cruise
past
the
Federal
market
as
close
as
I
could
get
.
The
Scout
's
right
bumper
hunted
the
trash
barrel
to
one
side
.
It
was
impossible
to
see
in
except
through
the
loopholes-all
those
fertilizer
and
lawn-food
bags
made
the
place
look
as
if
it
were
in
the
throes
of
some
mad
garden
sale-but
at
each
loophole
there
were
two
or
three
pale
faces
,
staring
out
at
us
.
Then
I
swung
to
the
left
,
and
the
mist
closed
impenetrably
behind
us
.
And
what
has
become
of
those
people
I
do
not
know
.
I
drove
back
down
Kansas
Road
at
five
miles
an
hour
,
feeling
my
way
.
Even
with
the
Scout
's
headlights
and
running
lights
on
,
it
was
impossible
to
see
more
than
seven
or
ten
feet
ahead
.
The
earth
had
been
through
some
terrible
contortion
;
Miller
had
been
right
about
that
.
In
places
the
road
was
merely
cracked
,
but
in
others
the
ground
itself
seemed
to
have
caved
in
,
tilting
up
great
slabs
of
paving
.
I
was
able
to
get
over
with
the
help
of
the
four-wheel
drive
.
Thank
God
for
that
.
But
I
was
terribly
afraid
that
we
would
soon
come
to
an
obstacle
that
even
the
four-wheel
drive
could
n't
get
us
over
.
It
took
me
forty
minutes
to
make
a
drive
that
usually
only
took
seven
or
eight
.
At
last
the
sign
that
marked
our
private
road
loomed
out
of
the
mist
.
Billy
,
roused
at
a
quarter
of
five
,
had
fallen
solidly
asleep
inside
this
car
that
he
knew
so
well
it
must
have
seemed
like
home
to
him
.
Amanda
looked
at
the
road
nervously
.
"
Are
you
really
going
down
there
?
"
"
I
'm
going
to
try
,
"
I
said
.
But
it
was
impossible
.
The
storm
that
had
whipped
through
had
loosened
a
lot
of
trees
,
and
that
weird
,
twisting
drop
had
finished
the
job
of
tumbling
them
.
I
was
able
to
crunch
over
the
first
two
;
they
were
fairly
small
.
Then
I
came
to
a
hoary
old
pine
lying
across
the
road
like
an
outlaw
's
barricade
.
It
was
still
almost
a
quarter
of
a
mile
to
the
house
.
Billy
slept
on
beside
me
,
and
I
put
the
Scout
in
Park
,
put
my
hands
over
my
eyes
,
and
tried
to
think
what
to
do
next
.
