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Down in the Front Yard

           ThosehadneverbeencheapwordswithJohnTorrance;shecouldcountthenumberoftimeshehadsaidthemtoher,bothbeforeandaftermarriage,onbothherhands.

           "Iloveyoutoo."

           "Mommy!Mommyl"Dannywasontheporchnow,shrillandexcited."Comeandsee!Wow!It’sneat!"

           "Whatisit?"Wendyaskedhimastheywalkedupfromtheparkinglot,handinhand.

           "Forgot,"Jacksaid.

           "Oh,you’llgetyours,"shesaid,andelbowedhim."Seeifyoudon’t."

           "IwashopingI’dgetittonight,"heremarked,andshelaughed.Amomentlaterheasked,"IsDannyhappy,doyouthink?"

           "Yououghttoknow.You’retheonewhohasalongtalkwithhimeverynightbeforebed."

           "That’susuallyaboutwhathewantstobewhenhegrowsuporifSantaClausisreallyreal.That’sgettingtobeabigthingwithhim.IthinkhisoldbuddyScottletsomepenniesdroponthatone.No,hehasn’tsaidmuchofanythingabouttheOverlooktome."

           "Meeither,"shesaid.Theywereclimbingtheporchstepsnow."Buthe’sveryquietalotofthetime.AndIthinkhe’slostweight,Jack,Ireallydo."

           "He’sjustgettingtall."

           Danny’sbackwastothem.HewasexaminingsomethingonthetablebyJack’schair,butWendycouldn’tseewhatitwas.

           "He’snoteatingaswell,either.

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