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Chapter 5
Youknow,somepeoplearejustnaturallyclumsy;well,AllenandEllenarejustnaturallycleverwiththeirhands."
Iglancedatthekidstoseehowtheywerehandlingit.Theyknewtheywerebeingtaken.IthinktheywonderedwhetherMargieYoung-Huntknewit.Theywerestilllookingforanescape.Idroppedthebeamfullonthem.
"Ofcoursetheyliketohearcompliments,"Isaid,"butwe’reholdingthemup.They’llmissthemovieifwedon’tletthemgettoit."
MargiehadthegracenottolaughandMarygavemeaquickandstartledlookofadmiration.Theyhadn’tevenaskedtogotothemovie.
Evenifteen-agechildrenaren’tmakingasound,it’squieterwhenthey’regone.Theyputaboilingintheairaroundthem.Astheyleft,thewholehouseseemedtosighandsettle.Nowonderpoltergeistsinfestonlyhouseswithadolescentchildren.
Thethreeofuscircledwarilyaroundthesubjecteachoneknewwascoming.Iwenttotheglass-frontedcabinetandtookoutthreelong-stemmed,lily-shapedglasses,cottontwist,broughthomefromEngland,heavenknowshowlongago.AndIpouredfromabasket-coveredgallonjug,darkanddiscoloredwithage.
"Jamaicarum,"Isaid."Hawleyswereseamen."
"Mustbeveryold,"saidMargieYoung-Hunt.
"Olderthanyouormeormyfather."
"It’lltakethetopofyourheadoff,"Marysaid."Well,thismustbeaparty.Ethanonlygetsitoutforweddingsandfunerals.Doyouthinkit’sallright,dear?JustbeforeEaster,Imean?"
"TheSacramentisn’tCoca-Cola,mydarling."
