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Louis
looked
at
her
,
startled
,
wondering
where
children
got
such
funny
,
half-superstitious
ideas
.
Step
on
a
crack
,
break
your
mother
's
back
.
Loves
me
,
loves
me
not
.
Daddy
's
stomach
,
Daddy
's
head
,
smile
at
midnight
,
Daddy
's
dead
.
That
made
him
think
of
the
Pet
Sematary
again
and
those
crude
circles
.
He
wanted
to
smile
at
himself
and
was
not
quite
able
.
"
No
,
honey
,
"
he
said
.
"
When
you
were
in
with
those
two
ghosts
--
"
"
Those
were
n't
ghosts
,
just
the
Buddinger
twins
.
"
"
Well
,
when
you
were
in
with
them
,
Mr.
Crandall
was
telling
me
that
his
wife
had
been
having
little
chest
pains
.
In
fact
,
you
might
have
been
responsible
for
saving
her
life
or
at
least
for
keeping
it
from
being
much
worse
.
"
Now
it
was
Ellie
's
turn
to
look
startled
.
Louis
nodded
.
"
She
needed
a
doctor
,
honey
.
I
'm
a
doctor
.
But
I
was
only
there
because
it
was
your
night
to
go
trick-or-treating
.
"
Ellie
considered
this
for
a
long
time
and
then
nodded
.
"
But
she
'll
probably
die
anyway
,
"
she
said
matter-of-factly
.
"
People
who
have
heart
attacks
usually
die
.
Even
if
they
live
,
pretty
soon
they
have
another
one
and
another
one
and
another
one
until
...
boom
!
"
"
And
where
did
you
learn
these
words
of
wisdom
,
may
I
ask
?
"
Ellie
only
shrugged
--
a
very
Louislike
shrug
,
he
was
amused
to
see
.
