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           Dannysteppedintothebathroomandwalkedtowardthetubdreamily,asifpropelledfromoutsidehimself,asifthiswholethingwereoneofthedreamsTonyhadbroughthim,thathewouldperhapsseesomethingnicewhenhepulledtheshowercurtainback,somethingDaddyhadforgottenorMommyhadlost,somethingthatwouldmakethembothhappy-

           Sohepulledtheshowercurtainback.

           Thewomaninthetubhadbeendeadforalongtime.Shewasbloatedandpurple,hergas-filledbellyrisingoutofthecold,ice-rimmedwaterlikesomefleshyisland.HereyeswerefixedonDanny’s,glassyandhuge,likemarbles.Shewasgrinning,herpurplelipspulledbackinagrimace.Herbreastslolled.Herpubichairfloated.Herhandswerefrozenontheknurledporcelainsidesofthetublikecrabclaws.

           Dannyshrieked.Butthesoundneverescapedhislips;turninginwardandinward,itfelldowninhisdarknesslikeastoneinawell.Hetookasingleblunderingstepbackward,bearinghisheelsclackonthewhitehexagonaltiles,andatthesamemomenthisurinebroke,spillingeffortlesslyoutofhim.

           Thewomanwassittingup.

           Stillgrinning,herhugemarbleeyesfixedonhim,shewassittingup.Herdeadpalmsmadesquitteringnoisesontheporcelain.Herbreastsswayedlikeancientcrackedpunchingbags.Therewastheminutesoundofbreakingiceshards.Shewasnotbreathing.Shewasacorpse,anddeadlongyears.

           Dannyturnedandran.

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