Farewell Summer ~ Ray Bradbury - Marimarister

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Douglas fell back, afraid that she might touch him again. She laughed, her face merry. ―So there!‖ she cried. ―That‘ll fix you.‖ She turned and ran away and left him in the invisible rain, a terrible storm, shaken, his whole body now hot, now cold, his jaw dropped, his lips trembling. The explosion of the lightning bolt hit him again in memory, even stronger than when it had first struck. Slowly, Doug felt himself sink to his knees, his head shaking, his mind wondering at what had happened and where Lisabell had gone. He looked up at the now truly empty house. He wondered if he should go up the stairs and find out if maybe he hadn‘t just come out of the house himself. ―Tom,‖ he whispered. ―Take me home.‖ And then he remembered: Tom wasn‘t there. He turned, stumbled, almost fell down into the ravine, and tried to find his way home. Quartermain woke laughing. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR He lay wondering what in god-awful hell had made him happy. What was the dream, gone now, but so wondrous that it cracked his face and uncorked something resembling a chuckle beneath his ribs!? Holy Jesus. What? In the dark he dialed Bleak. ―Do you know what time it is?‖ Bleak cried. ―There‘s only one thing you ever wait half the night to churn my guts with—your stupid war. I thought you said the damned thing was over!‖ ―It is, it is. ‖ ―It is what?‖ shouted Braling. ―Over,‖ said Quartermain. ―There are just a few more things I want to make sure of. It‘s what you would call the joyful aftermath. Bleak, remember the collection of oddities and medical freaks we put together one summer for a town fair, all those years ago? Do you think we could
find those jars? Are they up in an attic or down in a basement somewhere?‖ ―I suppose so. But why?‖ ―Find them. Unlock them. We‘re bringing them out in the open again. Gather our army of gray. We have work to do. It‘s time.‖ Click. Hummm.
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CHAPTER TWO Laid out in his bed at
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faded. ―So long, Doug, so long .
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CHAPTER FOUR There was a great rush
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―Bang!‖ Douglas jumped up the p
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CHAPTER SEVEN When Douglas walked,
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―Doug,‖ he murmured. ―Doug, b
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yup?‖ ―Good thinking, Tom.‖
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―Charlie, you‘ll spoil everythi
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―Okay!‖ everyone shouted. They
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Tom winked at him as he flipped the
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do about these infidels!‖ He coul
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Halloween gourds. ―Jesus,‖ he w
Page 28 and 29: sky. The boys sat in a circle on th
Page 30 and 31: efore his face his plan unraveled a
Page 32 and 33: There was a third strike of lightni
Page 34 and 35: How did they know it was haunted? B
Page 36 and 37: ―Something like that,‖ said Gra
Page 38 and 39: ―They do say that.‖ ―And they
Page 40 and 41: CHAPTER TWENTY Just before midnight
Page 42 and 43: pekoe curtain hung out on the air,
Page 44 and 45: Charlie‘s face fell. ―And anywa
Page 46 and 47: CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE The courthouse
Page 48 and 49: and opening and shutting his mouth,
Page 50 and 51: One! Two! Three! It fired its bells
Page 52 and 53: something to happen to show that we
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Page 56 and 57: CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN It was getting
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Page 60 and 61: down the hill, into the green ravin
Page 62 and 63: ―Well, here we are,‖ said Dougl
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Page 66 and 67: Bleak said he wasn‘t sure whether
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Page 72 and 73: CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO Douglas stood wi
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Page 80 and 81: CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE A huge question
Page 82 and 83: ―Being dead, dummy.‖ ―Yeah, b
Page 84 and 85: jar, you could almost snap them to
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Page 88 and 89: ―What?!‖ ―I dunno. I mean. I
Page 90 and 91: waiting. ―Well, to begin . . .‖
Page 92 and 93: ―Of course.‖ The quilt and the
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