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I'd only been out of the waterfor a few minutes, but already the day's sticky heat was folding overme, stealing my rush. was hinting something about re-verses on the Street and his face looked drawn and wor-ried; but they were crossing Times Square through the eighto'clock crowds and the skysigns flashing on and off. She was over on the third-base side,behind the chickenwire screen, Mattie said, with some guy who waswearing an old brown jacket with patches on the elbows. I don't-- There's a pot with tomato plants in it by the trailer steps.

Now I could see the Ferris wheel turning against the brilliant sky, thewheel that had been in the background of the band photo in Osteen's DarkScore Days. I have no choice, it seems, but at every step myterror increases, and by the time I'm halfway down to the shadowysprawling bulk of the log house, fear has sunk into my bones like fever. I satup, dazed and spent, fucked hollow. I wanted toget away from that, if I could--her anger was understandable butuseless.