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"
Goodbye
,
then
,
"
Rachel
said
,
"
for
now
.
"
"
For
now
,
"
Jud
agreed
.
"
I
'll
see
you
tomorrow
,
Rachel
.
"
Before
she
could
say
anything
else
,
Jud
hung
up
the
telephone
.
He
thought
there
were
caffeine
pills
in
the
medicine
cabinet
,
but
he
could
not
find
them
.
He
put
the
rest
of
the
beer
back
in
the
refrigerator
--
not
without
regret
--
and
settled
for
a
cup
of
black
coffee
.
He
took
it
back
to
the
bow
window
and
sat
down
again
,
sipping
and
watching
.
The
coffee
--
and
the
conversation
with
Rachel
--
kept
him
awake
and
alert
for
three
quarters
of
an
hour
,
but
then
he
began
to
nod
once
more
.
No
sleeping
on
sentry
duty
,
old
man
.
You
let
it
get
hold
of
you
;
you
bought
something
,
and
now
you
have
to
pay
for
it
.
So
no
sleeping
on
sentry
duty
.
He
lit
a
fresh
cigarette
,
drew
deep
,
and
coughed
an
old
man
's
rasping
cough
.
He
put
the
cigarette
on
the
groove
of
the
ashtray
and
rubbed
his
eyes
with
both
hands
.
Outside
a
ten-wheeler
blasted
by
,
running
lights
glaring
,
cutting
through
the
windy
,
uneasy
night
.
He
caught
himself
dozing
off
again
,
snapped
awake
,
and
abruptly
slapped
himself
across
the
face
,
forehand
and
backhand
,
causing
his
ears
to
ring
.
Now
terror
awakened
in
his
heart
,
a
stealthy
visitor
who
had
broken
into
that
secret
place
.
It
's
puttin
me
to
sleep
...
hypnotizin
me
...
somethin
.
It
does
n't
want
me
awake
.
Because
he
'll
be
comin
back
pretty
soon
.
Yeah
,
I
feel
that
.
And
it
wants
me
out
of
the
way
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
grimly
.
"
No
way
at
all
.
You
hear
me
?
I
'm
puttin
a
stop
to
this
.
This
has
gone
far
enough
.
"
