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"Yes."<br />

"I mean, it makes me wonder about just flaking<br />

around. And you're just a baby, that's what gets me. I<br />

mean when you look at me like that, I don't know what<br />

I want to do, grab you, or push you away, or, Jesus<br />

God, what! It gives me the spooks. You know what I<br />

mean?"<br />

"Yes."<br />

Then he'd kissed her again and told her, "Don't<br />

listen to me, I sound like a jerk. Just stay here. Okay?<br />

How you doing?"<br />

Yes, she would wait, because her body had chosen<br />

him, elected him to be the vehicle of her rebirth through<br />

new generations. She huddled down, shivering in the<br />

dark water.<br />

Ernest Ransom shuddered awake on the couch in<br />

his library. Guests on a talk show had laughed into his<br />

nightmare of soldiers lying in the surf near Caen in<br />

Normandy. He turned off the television. Priss must have<br />

gone to bed. The music was gone, there was no noise<br />

at all coming from the pool. He looked at his watch, but

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