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"
You
'll
like
it
,
"
Louis
said
.
"
Wait
a
minute
,
kiddo
.
"
They
were
in
the
garage
now
.
Louis
found
his
keyring
,
unlocked
the
little
storage
closet
,
and
turned
on
the
light
.
He
rummaged
through
the
closet
and
found
the
Vulture
,
still
in
its
store
bag
with
the
sales
slip
stapled
to
it
.
He
had
bought
it
in
the
depths
of
mid-February
,
when
his
soul
had
cried
out
for
some
hope
.
"
Dat
?
"
Gage
asked
.
This
was
Gage-ese
for
"
Whatever
in
the
world
might
you
have
there
,
Father
?
"
"
It
's
the
kite
,
"
Louis
said
and
pulled
it
out
of
the
bag
.
Gage
watched
,
interested
,
as
Louis
unfurled
the
Vulture
,
which
spread
its
wings
over
perhaps
five
feet
of
tough
plastic
.
Its
bulgy
,
bloodshot
eyes
stared
out
at
them
from
its
small
head
atop
its
scrawny
,
pinkly
naked
neck
.
"
Birt
!
"
Gage
yelled
.
"
Birt
,
Daddy
!
Got
a
birt
!
"
"
Yeah
,
it
's
a
bird
,
"
Louis
agreed
,
slipping
the
sticks
into
the
pockets
at
the
back
of
the
kite
and
rummaging
again
for
the
five
hundred
feet
of
kite
twine
that
he
had
bought
the
same
day
.
He
looked
back
over
his
shoulder
and
repeated
to
Gage
:
"
You
're
gon
na
like
it
,
big
guy
.
"
Gage
liked
it
.
They
took
the
kite
over
into
Mrs.
Vinton
's
field
and
Louis
got
it
up
into
the
blowy
late-March
sky
first
shot
,
although
he
had
not
flown
a
kite
since
he
was
...
what
?
Twelve
?
Nineteen
years
ago
?
God
,
that
was
horrible
.
Mrs.
Vinton
was
a
woman
of
almost
Jud
's
age
but
immeasurably
more
frail
.
She
lived
in
a
brick
house
at
the
head
of
her
field
,
but
now
she
came
out
only
rarely
.
Behind
the
house
,
the
field
ended
and
the
woods
began
--
the
woods
that
led
first
to
the
Pet
Sematary
and
then
to
the
Micmac
burying
ground
beyond
it
.
