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So
thinking
,
Louis
opened
the
paper
.
That
's
what
you
do
,
all
right
,
he
thought
with
immeasurable
relief
.
You
pass
it
like
a
stone
,
and
that
's
the
end
of
it
...
unless
there
comes
a
campfire
some
night
with
friends
when
the
wind
is
high
and
the
talk
turns
to
inexplicable
events
.
Because
on
campfire
nights
when
the
wind
is
high
,
talk
is
cheap
.
He
ate
his
eggs
.
He
kissed
Rachel
and
Gage
.
He
glanced
at
the
square
,
white-painted
laundry
cabinet
at
the
foot
of
the
chute
only
as
he
left
.
Everything
was
okay
.
It
was
another
knockout
of
a
morning
.
Late
summer
showed
every
sign
of
just
going
on
forever
,
and
everything
was
okay
.
He
glanced
at
the
path
as
he
backed
the
car
out
of
the
garage
,
but
that
was
okay
too
.
Never
turned
a
hair
.
You
passed
it
like
a
stone
.
Everything
was
okay
until
he
had
gotten
ten
miles
down
the
road
,
and
then
the
shakes
hit
him
so
hard
that
he
had
to
pull
off
Route
2
and
into
the
morning-deserted
parking
lot
of
Sing
's
,
the
Chinese
restaurant
not
far
from
the
Eastern
Maine
Medical
Center
...
where
Pascow
's
body
would
have
been
taken
.
The
EMMC
,
that
is
,
not
Sing
's
.
Vic
Pascow
was
never
going
to
eat
another
helping
of
moo
goo
gai
pan
,
ha-ha
.
The
shakes
twisted
his
body
,
ripped
at
it
,
had
their
way
with
it
.
Louis
felt
helpless
and
terrified
--
not
terrified
of
anything
supernatural
,
not
in
this
bright
sunshine
,
but
simply
terrified
of
the
possibility
that
he
might
be
losing
his
mind
.
It
felt
as
if
a
long
,
invisible
wire
was
being
twirled
through
his
head
.
"
No
more
,
"
he
said
.
"
Please
,
no
more
.
"
He
fumbled
for
the
radio
and
got
Joan
Baez
singing
about
diamonds
and
rust
.
Her
sweet
,
cool
voice
soothed
him
,
and
by
the
time
she
had
finished
,
Louis
felt
that
he
could
drive
on
.
When
he
got
to
the
Medical
Center
,
he
called
hello
to
Charlton
and
then
ducked
into
the
bathroom
,
believing
that
he
must
look
like
hell
.
Not
so
.
He
was
a
little
hollow
under
the
eyes
,
but
not
even
Rachel
had
noticed
that
.
He
slapped
some
cold
water
on
his
face
,
dried
off
,
combed
his
hair
,
and
went
into
his
office
.
Steve
Masterton
and
the
Indian
doctor
,
Surrendra
Hardu
,
were
in
there
,
drinking
coffee
and
continuing
to
go
over
the
front
file
.
"
Morning
,
Lou
,
"
Steve
said
.
