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Night Thoughts

           

           Sothinking,shehadfallenoffintoherownthinandunrestfulsleep,hauntedbythefacesofherownmotherandfather.You’renothingbutahome-wrecker,hermothersaid.Whogiveththis,woman?theministersaid.Ido,herfathersaid.Butinthebrightandsunnymorningshefeltthesame.Herbacktohim,herhandsplungedinwarmdishwateruptothewrists,shehadcommencedwiththeunpleasantness.

           "IwanttotalktoyouaboutsomethingthatmightbebestforDannyandI.Foryoutoo,maybe.Weshouldhavetalkedaboutitbefore,Iguess."

           Andthenhehadsaidanoddthing.Shehadexpectedtodiscoverhisanger,toprovokethebitterness,therecriminations.Shehadexpectedamaddashfortheliquorcabinet.Butnotthissoft,almosttonelessreplythatwassounlikehim.ItwasalmostasthoughtheJackshehadlivedwithforsixyearshadnevercomebacklastnight-asifhehadbeenreplacedbysomeunearthlydoppelgangerthatshewouldneverknoworbequitesureof.

           "Wouldyoudosomethingforme?Afavor?"

           "What?"Shehadtodisciplinehervoicestrictlytokeepitfromtrembling.

           "Let’stalkaboutitinaweek.Ifyoustillwantto"

           Andshehadagreed.Itremainedunspokenbetweenthem.DuringthatweekhehadseenAlShockleymorethanever,buthecamehomeearlyandtherewasnoliquoronhisbreath.Sheimaginedshesmelledit,butknewitwasn’tso.Anotherweek.Andanother.

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