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"
Do
n't
worry
about
Billy
,
"
I
said
.
"
Man
,
I
've
never
been
so
worried
in
my
whole
life
,
"
Miller
said
.
"
No
,
"
Ollie
agreed
,
and
dropped
an
empty
into
the
beer
cooler
.
He
got
a
fresh
one
and
opened
it
.
There
was
a
soft
hiss
of
escaping
gas
.
"
I
got
a
look
at
the
way
you
two
glanced
at
each
other
,
"
Miller
said
.
I
finished
my
Hershey
bar
and
got
a
beer
to
wash
it
down
with
.
"
Tell
you
what
I
think
,
"
Miller
said
.
"
We
ought
to
get
half
a
dozen
people
to
wrap
some
of
those
mop
handles
with
cloth
and
then
tie
them
down
with
twine
.
Then
I
think
we
ought
to
get
a
couple
of
those
cans
of
charcoal
lighter
fluid
all
ready
.
If
we
cut
the
tops
right
off
the
cans
,
we
could
have
some
torches
pretty
quick
.
"
I
nodded
.
That
was
good
.
Almost
surely
not
good
enough-not
if
you
had
seen
Norm
dragged
out-but
it
was
better
than
salt
.
"
That
would
give
them
something
to
think
about
,
at
least
,
"
Ollie
said
.
Miller
's
lips
pressed
together
.
"
That
bad
,
huh
?
"
He
said
.
"
That
bad
,
"
Ollie
agreed
,
and
worked
his
beer
.
