The laundry was hanging listlessly on the lines, and there was ascatter of toys in the front yard, but the Scout was gone. It was stifling up here. Thatsense of being in a dream persisted--I walked, I talked, I answered thephone, I worked on my book, which h There was no breeze, no draft, theday was perfectly still, but the door banged shut just the same.
Are we done eating? I nodded, and Mattie began to pick up the trash and stuff it back intothe take-out bag. The first two went into the trunk--I saw the holesappear. That made me think of the cables again--cables running in everydirection, a subcutaneous webwork connecting people and places. Yes, of course they would.
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