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Wendy

           Jackwasshoutingintoherface:"I’llfixyou!Goddamyou,I’llshowyouwhoisbossaroundhere!I’llshowyou-"

           Butallsoundswerefadingdownalongdarkcorridor.Herstrugglesbegantoweaken.Oneofherhandsfellawayfromhisanddroppedslowlyuntilthearmwasstretchedoutatrightanglestoherbody,thehanddanglinglimplyfromthewristlikethehandofadrowningwoman.

           Ittouchedabottle-oneofthestraw-wrappedwinebottlesthatservedasdecorativecandleholders.

           Sightlessly,withthelastofherstrength,shegropedforthebottle’sneckandfoundit,feelingthegreasybeadsofwaxagainstherhand.

           (andUGodifitslips)

           Shebroughtitupandthendown,prayingforaim,knowingthatifitonlystruckhisshoulderorupperarmshewasdead.

           ButthebottlecamedownsquarelyonJackTorrance’shead,theglassshatteringviolentlyinsidethestraw.Thebaseofitwasthickandheavy,anditmadeasoundagainsthisskulllikeamedicineballdroppedonahardwoodfloor.Herockedbackonhisheels,hiseyesrollingupintheirsockets.Thepressureonherthroatloosened,thengavewayentirely.Heputhishandsout,asiftosteadyhimself,andthencrashedoveronhisback.

           Wendydrewalong,sobbingbreath.Shealmostfellherself,clutchedtheedgeofthebar,andmanagedtoholdherselfup.Consciousnesswaveredinandout.ShecouldhearDannycrying,butshehadnoideawherehewas.

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