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           "Church,isthatyou?"

           Waow!

           Racheltriedthedoor.Itwasunlocked.Churchwasthere,sittinginthehallwaywithitstailcoiledneatlyarounditsfeet.Thecat’sfurwasstreakedwithsomethingdark.Mud,Rachelthought,andthensawthatthebeadsofliquidcaughtinChurch’swhisperswerered.

           Heraisedonepawandbegantolickit,hiseyesneverleavingherface.

           "Jud?"shecalledout,reallyalarmednow.Shesteppedjustinsidethedoor.

           Thehousegavebacknoanswer,onlysilence.

           Racheltriedtothink,butallatonceimagesofhersisterZeldahadbeguntocreepintohermind,blurringthought.Howherhandshadtwisted.Howsheusedtoslamherheadagainstthewallsometimeswhenshewasangrythepaperhadbeenalltornthere,theplasterbeneathtornandbroken.ThiswasnotimetothinkofZelda,notwhenJudmightbehurt.Supposehehadfallendown?Hewasanoldman.

           Thinkaboutthat,notaboutthedreamsyouhadasakid,dreamsofopeningtheclosetandhavingZeldaspringoutatyouwithherblackened,grinningface,dreamsofbeinginthebathtubandseeingZelda’seyespeeringoutofthedrain,dreamsofZeldalurkinginthebasementbehindthefurnace,dreams

           Churchopenedhismouth,exposinghissharpteethandcriedWaow!again.

           Louiswasright,wenevershouldhavehadhimfixed,he’sneverseemedrightsincethen.

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