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A View of the Overlook

           "

           "You’resurethelarderisfullystocked?"sheasked,stillthinkingoftheDonners.

           "Hesaidso.HewantedHalloranntogooveritwithyou.Hallorann’sthecook."

           "Oh,"shesaidfaintly,lookingatthespeedometer.Ithaddroppedfromfifteentotenmilesanhour.

           "There’sthetop,"Jacksaid,pointingthreehundredyardsahead."There’sascenicturnoutandyoucanseetheOverlookfromthere.I’mgoingtopullofftheroadandgivethebugachancetorest."HecranedoverhisshoulderatDanny,whowassittingonapileofblankets."Whatdoyouthink,doc?Wemightseesomedeer.Orcaribou."

           "Sure,Dad."

           TheVWlaboredupandup.Thespeedometerdroppedtojustabovethefive-milean-hourhashmarkandwasbeginningtohitchwhenJackpulledofftheroad

           ("What’sthatsign,Mommy?""SCENICTURNOUT,"shereaddutifully.)

           andsteppedontheemergencybrakeandlettheVWruninneutral.

           "Comeon,"hesaid,andgotout.

           Theywalkedtotheguardrailtogether.

           "That’sit,"Jacksaid,andpointedateleveno’clock.

           ForWendy,itwasdiscoveringtruthinacliche:herbreathwastakenaway.Foramomentshewasunabletobreatheatall;theviewhadknockedthewindfromher.Theywerestandingnearthetopofonepeak.

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