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Wendy

           Areyougoingtospendamonthsneakingdowntogetmealswithaknifeinyourpocketandjumpingateveryshadow?DoyoureallythinkyoucanavoidJackforamonth?DoyouthinkyoucankeepJackoutoftheupstairsquartersifhewantstogetin?Hehasthepasskeyandonehardkickwouldsnapthebolt.)

           Leavingthetrayonthedesk,shewalkedslowlydowntothediningroomandlookedin.Itwasdeserted.Therewasonetablewiththechairssetuparoundit,thetabletheyhadtriedeatingatuntilthediningroom’semptinessbegantofreakthemout.

           "Jack?"shecalledhesitantly.

           Atthatmomentthewindroseinagust,drivingsnowagainsttheshutters,butitseemedtoherthattherehadbeensomething.Amuffledsortofgroan.

           "Jack?"

           Noreturningsoundthistime,buthereyesfellonsomethingbeneaththebatwingdoorsoftheColoradoLounge,somethingthatgleamedfaintlyinthesubduedlight.Jack’scigarettelighter.

           Pluckinguphercourage,shecrossedtothebatwingsandpushedthemopen.Thesmellofginwassostrongthatherbreathsnaggedinherthroat.Itwasn’tevenrighttocallitasmell;itwasapositivereek.Buttheshelveswereempty.WhereinGod’snamehadhefoundit?Abottlehiddenatthebackofoneofthecupboards?Where?

           Therewasanothergroan,lowandfuzzy,butperfectlyaudiblethistime.Wendywalkedslowlytothebar.

           "Jack?"

           Noanswer.

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