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"
Any
ideas
?
"
I
asked
Bud
and
Ollie
.
"
Hold
on
a
sec
,
"
the
man
near
Haden
said
.
"
I
'm
Dan
Miller
.
From
Lynn
,
Mass.
.
You
do
n't
know
me
,
no
reason
why
you
should
,
but
I
got
a
place
on
Highland
Lake
.
Bought
it
just
this
year
.
Got
held
up
for
it
,
is
more
like
it
,
but
I
had
to
have
it
.
"
There
were
a
few
chuckles
.
"
Anyway
,
I
saw
a
whole
pile
of
fertilizer
and
lawn-food
bags
down
there
.
Twenty-five-pound
sacks
,
most
of
them
.
We
could
put
them
up
like
sandbags
.
Leave
loopholes
to
look
out
through
...
"
Now
more
people
were
nodding
and
talking
excitedly
.
I
almost
said
something
,
then
held
it
back
.
Miller
was
right
.
Putting
those
bags
up
could
do
no
harm
,
and
might
do
some
good
.
But
my
mind
went
back
to
that
tentacle
squeezing
the
dog-food
bag
.
I
thought
that
one
of
the
bigger
tentacles
could
probably
do
the
same
for
a
twenty-five-pound
bag
of
Green
Acres
lawn
food
or
Vigoro
.
But
a
sermon
on
that
would
n't
get
us
out
or
improve
anyone
's
mood
.
People
began
to
break
up
,
talking
about
getting
it
done
,
and
Miller
yelled
:
"
Hold
it
!
Hold
it
!
Let
's
thrash
this
out
while
we
're
all
together
!
"
They
came
back
,
a
loose
congregation
of
fifty
or
sixty
people
in
the
corner
formed
by
the
beer
cooler
,
the
storage
doors
,
and
the
left
end
of
the
meat
case
,
where
Mr.
McVey
always
seems
to
put
the
things
no
one
wants
,
like
sweetbreads
and
Scotch
eggs
and
sheep
's
brains
and
head
cheese
.
Billy
wove
his
way
through
them
with
a
five-year-old
's
unconscious
agility
in
a
world
of
giants
and
held
up
a
Hershey
bar
.
"
Want
this
,
Daddy
?
"
"
Thanks
.
"
I
took
it
.
It
tasted
sweet
and
good
.
"
This
is
probably
a
stupid
question
,
"
Miller
resumed
,
"
but
we
ought
to
fill
in
the
blanks
.
Anyone
got
any
firearms
?
"
There
was
a
pause
.
People
looked
around
at
each
other
and
shrugged
.
An
old
man
with
grizzled
white
hair
who
introduced
himself
as
Ambrose
Cornell
said
he
had
a
shotgun
in
the
trunk
of
his
car
.
"
I
'll
try
for
it
,
if
you
want
.
"
Ollie
said
,
"
Right
now
I
do
n't
think
that
would
be
a
good
idea
,
Mr.
Cornell
.
"
