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           Hewoulddojustwhathehadtoldhiswifehewasgoingtodo:tidyuptheiraffairshereandcatchaplanebacktoShytown.Theywouldperhapsspendtheentiresummerthere,heandhiswifeandhisgood-hearteddaughter.Theywouldgotothezooandtheplanetariumandboatingonthelake.HewouldtakeEllietothetopoftheSearsTowerandshowhertheMidweststretchingawaylikeagreatflatgameboard,richanddreaming.Thenwhenmid-Augustcame,theywouldcomebacktothishousewhichnowseemedsosadandsoshadowy,andperhapsitwouldbelikestartingoveragain.Perhapstheycouldbeginweavingfromfreshthread.WhatwasontheCreedloomrightnowwasugly,splatteredwithdryingblood.

           Butwouldthatnotbethesameasmurderinghisson?Killinghimasecondtime?

           Avoiceinsidetriedtoarguethatthiswasnotso,buthewouldnotlisten.Heshutthevoiceupbriskly.

           "Irwin,Ioughttogonow.IwanttomakesureRachel’sgotwhatsheneedsandthengethertobed."

           "Allright.Goodbye,Louis.Andoncemore"

           Ifhesayshe’ssorryonemoretime,I’llfuckingscream.

           "Goodbye,Irwin,"hesaidandhungupthephone.

           Rachelwasdeepinalitterofclotheswhenhecameupstairs.Blousesonthebeds,brashungoverthebacksofchairs,slacksonhangersthathadbeenhungoverthedoorknob.Shoeswerelineduplikesoldiersunderthewindow.Sheappearedtobepackingslowlybutcompetently.

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