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Kitchen Talk

           

           Jackputhishandssolemnlyonhisson’sshoulders."Danny,doyouthinkyoucantellusexactlywhathappenedtoyou?It’sveryimportant."

           DannylookedfromJacktoWendy,thenbackagain.Inthesilentpause,theirsettingandsituationmadethemselvesknown:thewhoopofthewindoutside,drivingfreshsnowdownfromthenorthwest;thecreakingandgroaningoftheoldhotelasitsettledintoanotherstorm.ThefactoftheirdisconnectcametoWendywithunexpectedforceasitsometimesdid,likeablowundertheheart.

           "Iwant…totellyoueverything,"Dannysaid."IwishIhadbefore."Hepickedupthecupandheldit,asifcomfortedbythewarmth.

           "Whydidn’tyou,son?"JackbrushedDanny’ssweaty,tumbledhairbackgentlyfromhisbrow.

           "BecauseUncleAlgotyouthejob.AndIcouldn’tfigureouthowitwasgoodforyouhereandbadforyouhereatthesametime.Itwas…"Helookedatthemforhelp.Hedidnothavethenecessaryword.

           "Adilemma?"Wendyaskedgently."Whenneitherchoiceseemsanygood?"

           "Yes,that."Henodded,relieved.

           Wendysaid:"Thedaythatyoutrimmedthehedges,DannyandIhadatalkinthetruck.Thedaythefirstrealsnowcame.Remember?"

           Jacknodded.Thedayhehadtrimmedthehedgeswasveryclearinhismind.

           Wendysighed."Iguesswedidn’ttalkenough.

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