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"
Private
joke
,
"
Louis
called
back
,
still
laughing
.
He
was
frightened
,
but
the
fright
did
n't
stop
the
laughter
.
The
laughter
came
,
rising
from
a
belly
that
was
as
hard
as
stones
mortared
into
a
wall
.
It
occurred
to
him
that
shoving
his
sheets
down
the
laundry
chute
was
absolutely
the
best
thing
he
could
have
done
.
Missy
Dandridge
came
in
five
days
a
week
to
vacuum
,
clean
...
and
do
the
laundry
.
Rachel
would
never
see
those
sheets
at
all
until
she
put
them
back
on
his
bed
...
clean
.
He
supposed
it
was
possible
that
Missy
would
mention
it
to
Rachel
,
but
he
did
n't
think
so
.
She
would
probably
whisper
to
her
husband
that
the
Creeds
were
playing
some
strange
sex
game
that
involved
mud
and
pine
needles
instead
of
body
paints
.
This
thought
made
Louis
laugh
all
the
harder
.
The
last
of
the
giggles
and
chuckles
dried
up
as
he
was
dressing
,
and
he
realized
that
he
felt
a
little
better
.
How
that
could
be
he
did
n't
know
,
but
he
did
.
The
room
looked
normal
now
except
for
his
stripped
bed
.
He
had
gotten
rid
of
the
poison
.
Maybe
"
evidence
"
was
actually
the
word
he
was
looking
for
,
but
in
his
mind
it
felt
like
poison
.
Perhaps
this
is
what
people
do
with
the
inexplicable
,
he
thought
.
This
is
what
they
do
with
the
irrational
that
refuses
to
be
broken
down
into
the
normal
causes
and
effects
that
run
the
Western
world
.
Maybe
this
was
how
your
mind
coped
with
the
flying
saucer
you
saw
hovering
silently
over
your
back
field
one
morning
,
casting
its
own
tight
little
pool
of
shadow
;
the
rain
of
frogs
;
the
hand
from
under
the
bed
that
stroked
your
bare
foot
in
the
dead
of
night
.
There
was
a
giggling
fit
or
a
crying
fit
...
and
since
it
was
its
own
inviolable
self
and
would
not
break
down
,
you
simply
passed
terror
intact
,
like
a
kidney
stone
.
Gage
was
in
his
chair
,
eating
Cocoa
Bears
and
decorating
the
table
with
it
.
He
was
decorating
the
plastic
mat
under
his
high
chair
with
Cocoa
Bears
and
apparently
shampooing
with
it
.
Rachel
came
out
of
the
kitchen
with
his
eggs
and
a
cup
of
coffee
.
"
What
was
the
big
joke
,
Lou
?
You
were
laughing
like
a
loon
up
there
.
Scared
me
a
little
.
"
Louis
opened
his
mouth
with
no
idea
of
what
he
was
going
to
say
,
and
what
came
out
was
a
joke
he
had
heard
the
week
before
at
the
corner
market
down
the
road
--
something
about
a
Jewish
tailor
who
bought
a
parrot
whose
only
line
was
"
Ariel
Sharon
jerks
off
.
"
By
the
time
he
finished
,
Rachel
was
laughing
too
--
so
was
Gage
for
that
matter
.
Fine
.
Our
hero
has
taken
care
of
all
the
evidence
--
to
wit
:
the
muddy
sheets
and
the
loony
laughter
in
the
bathroom
.
Our
hero
will
now
read
the
morning
paper
--
or
at
least
look
at
it
--
putting
the
seal
of
normality
on
the
morning
.
