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"
Your
wife
is
calling
them
,
"
Jud
said
.
"
I
did
n't
stay
around
.
"
"
No
...
hospital
,
"
Norma
whispered
.
"
Yes
,
hospital
,
"
Louis
said
.
"
Five
days
"
observation
,
medication
,
then
home
with
your
feet
up
,
Norma
my
girl
.
And
if
you
say
anything
else
,
I
'll
make
you
eat
all
these
apples
.
Cores
and
all
.
"
She
smiled
wanly
,
then
closed
her
eyes
again
.
Louis
opened
his
bag
,
rummaged
,
found
the
Isodil
,
and
shook
one
of
the
pills
,
so
tiny
it
easily
would
have
fit
on
the
moon
of
one
fingernail
,
into
the
palm
of
his
hand
.
He
recapped
the
bottle
and
pinched
the
pill
between
his
fingers
.
"
Norma
,
can
you
hear
me
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Want
you
to
open
your
mouth
.
You
did
your
trick
,
now
you
get
your
treat
.
I
'm
going
to
put
a
pill
under
your
tongue
.
Just
a
small
one
.
I
want
you
to
hold
it
there
until
it
dissolves
.
It
's
going
to
taste
a
little
bitter
but
never
mind
that
.
All
right
?
"
She
opened
her
mouth
.
Stale
denture
breath
wafted
out
,
and
Louis
felt
a
moment
of
aching
sorrow
for
her
,
lying
here
on
her
kitchen
floor
in
a
litter
of
apples
and
Halloween
candy
.
It
occurred
to
him
that
once
she
had
been
seventeen
,
her
breasts
eyed
with
great
interest
by
the
young
men
of
the
neighborhood
,
all
her
teeth
her
own
,
and
the
heart
under
her
shirtwaist
a
tough
little
pony-engine
.
She
settled
her
tongue
over
the
pill
and
grimaced
a
little
.
The
pill
tasted
a
little
bitter
,
all
right
.
It
always
did
.
But
she
was
no
Victor
Pascow
,
beyond
help
and
beyond
reach
.
He
thought
Norma
was
going
to
live
to
fight
another
day
.
Her
hand
groped
in
the
air
,
and
Jud
took
it
gently
.
