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Wendy

           Itsoundedlikecryinginanechochamber.Dimlyshesawdime-sizeddropsofbloodfallingtothedarksurfaceofthebar-fromhernose,shethought.Sheclearedherthroatandspatonthefloor.Itsentawaveofagonyupthecolumnofherthroat,buttheagonysubsidedtoasteadydullpressofpain…,justbearable.

           Littlebylittle,shemanagedtogetcontrolofherself.

           Sheletgoofthebar,turnedaround,andsawJacklyingfull-length,theshatteredbottlebesidehim.Helookedlikeafelledgiant.Dannywascrouchedbelowthelounge’scashregister,bothhandsinhismouth,staringathisunconsciousfather.

           Wendywenttohimunsteadilyandtouchedhisshoulder.Dannycringedawayfromher.

           "Danny,listentome-"

           "No,no,"hemutteredinahuskyoldman’svoice."Daddyhurtyou…youhurtDaddy…Daddyhurtyou,…Iwanttogotosleep.Dannywantstogotosleep."

           "Danny-"

           "Sleep,sleep.Nighty-night."

           "No!"

           Painrippingupherthroatagain.Shewincedagainstit.Butheopenedhiseyes.Theylookedatherwarilyfrombluish,shadowedsockets.

           Shemadeherselfspeakcalmly,hereyesneverleavinghis.Hervoicewaslowandhusky,almostawhisper.Ithurttotalk."Listentome,Danny.Itwasn’tyourdaddytryingtohurtme.AndIdidn’twanttohurthim.Thehotelhasgottenintohim,Danny.TheOverlookhasgottenintoyourdaddy.

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