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She stared out at darkness. "There isn't any pie."<br />

"What's that supposed to mean?"<br />

"It was burned. I threw it away.…Don't give me<br />

that look of yours."<br />

"What look?" Again Hayes let out all his breath.<br />

"How do you know how I'm looking? You've got your<br />

back to me. What look?"<br />

"I don't have to see it, Alvis. The look of how it<br />

breaks your heart that I'm hopelessly insane." Her face<br />

squirmed in the distortion of fury. The Medusa, thought<br />

A.A. Hayes, was probably just somebody's wife. "June,<br />

please. Could we not get into this now? There are<br />

guests out there. Let's go back."<br />

"You go. I'm not going to."<br />

Hayes jerked open the freezer. "You have to," he<br />

said, but he knew she wouldn't. She might even start<br />

screaming. As always she had defeated him. Those who<br />

will not abide by the rules of the game cannot be beaten<br />

by those who do. The only alternative the latter have is<br />

to decline to play with them at all, and leave the stadium<br />

for good. That was not an option for Hayes. He<br />

spooned ice cream into bowls and took them with a

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