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Wendy

           Shehadforgottentorotatetheboltbeforetryingtowithdrawit.Thelittlecatchwasstuckinitsnotch.

           "Here,"hesaidlow,andbrushedhertremblinghandsaside;hisownwereshakingalmostasbadly.Heknockedthecatchloosewiththeheelofhishandandtheboltdrewbackeasily.

           "Quick,"hesaid.Helookeddown.Jack’seyesbadflutteredopenagainandthistimeDaddywaslookingdirectlyathim,hisgazestrangelyflatandspeculative.

           "Youcopiedit,"Daddytoldhim."Iknowyoudid,Butit’sheresomewhere.AndI’llfindit.ThatIpromiseyou.ITfindit…"Hiswordsslurredoffagain.

           Wendypushedthepantrydooropenwithherknee,hardlynoticingthepungentodorofdriedfruitthatwaftedout.ShepickedupJack’sfeetagainanddraggedhimin.Shewasgaspingharshlynow,atthelimitofherstrength.Assheyankedthechainpullthatturnedonthelight,Jack’seyesflutteredopenagain.

           "Whatareyoudoing?Wendy?Whatareyoudoing?"

           Shesteppedoverhim.

           Hewasquick;amazinglyquick.Onehandlashedoutandshehadtosidestepandnearlyfalloutthedoortoavoidhisgrasp.Still,hehadcaughtahandfulofherbathrobeandtherewasaheavypurringnoiseasitripped.,Hewasuponhishandsandkneesnow,hishairhanginginhiseyes,likesomeheavyanimal.Alargedog…oralion.

           "Damnyouboth,Iknowwhatyouwant.Butyou’renotgoingtogetit.

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