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"
Well
,
maybe
I
will
,
"
Louis
said
,
not
intending
to
at
all
.
The
next
thing
would
be
an
informal
(
and
free
)
diagnosis
of
Norma
's
arthritis
on
the
porch
.
He
liked
Crandall
,
liked
his
crooked
grin
,
his
offhand
way
of
talking
,
his
Yankee
accent
,
which
was
not
hard-edged
at
all
but
so
soft
it
was
almost
a
drawl
.
A
good
man
,
Louis
thought
,
but
doctors
became
leery
of
people
fast
.
It
was
unfortunate
,
but
sooner
or
later
even
your
best
friends
wanted
medical
advice
.
And
with
old
people
there
was
no
end
to
it
.
"
But
do
n't
look
for
me
,
or
stay
up
--
we
've
had
a
hell
of
a
day
"
"
Just
so
long
as
you
know
you
do
n't
need
no
engraved
invitation
,
"
Crandall
said
--
and
there
was
something
in
the
man
's
crooked
grin
that
made
Louis
feel
that
Crandall
knew
exactly
what
Louis
was
thinking
.
He
watched
the
old
guy
for
a
moment
before
joining
the
movers
.
Crandall
walked
straight
and
easily
,
like
a
man
of
sixty
instead
of
over
eighty
.
Louis
felt
that
first
faint
tug
of
affection
.
By
nine
o'clock
the
movers
were
gone
.
Ellie
and
Gage
,
both
exhausted
,
were
sleeping
in
their
new
rooms
,
Gage
in
his
crib
,
Ellie
on
a
mattress
on
the
floor
surrounded
by
a
foothill
of
boxes
--
her
billions
of
Crayolas
,
whole
,
broken
,
and
blunted
;
her
Sesame
Street
posters
;
her
picture
books
;
her
clothes
;
heaven
knew
what
else
.
And
of
course
Church
was
with
her
,
also
sleeping
and
growling
rustily
in
the
back
of
his
throat
.
That
rusty
growl
seemed
the
closest
the
big
tom
could
come
to
purring
.
Rachel
had
prowled
the
house
restlessly
with
Gage
in
her
arms
earlier
,
second-guessing
the
places
where
Louis
had
told
the
movers
to
leave
things
,
getting
them
to
rearrange
,
change
,
or
restack
.
Louis
had
not
lost
their
check
;
it
was
still
in
his
breast
pocket
,
along
with
the
five
ten-dollar
bills
he
had
put
aside
for
a
tip
.
When
the
van
was
finally
emptied
,
he
handed
both
the
check
and
the
cash
over
,
nodded
at
their
thanks
,
signed
the
bill
of
receipt
,
and
stood
on
the
porch
,
watching
them
head
back
to
their
big
truck
.
He
supposed
they
would
probably
stop
over
in
Bangor
and
have
a
few
beers
to
lay
the
dust
.
A
couple
of
beers
would
go
down
well
right
now
.
That
made
him
think
of
Jud
Crandall
again
.
He
and
Rachel
sat
at
the
kitchen
table
,
and
he
saw
the
circles
under
her
eyes
.
"
You
,
"
he
said
,
"
go
to
bed
.
"
"
Doctor
's
orders
?
"
she
asked
,
smiling
a
little
.
"
Yeah
.
"
"
Okay
,
"
she
said
,
standing
.
"
I
'm
beat
.
And
Gage
is
apt
to
be
up
in
the
night
.
You
coming
?
"
