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difficulty to attach the government flag to its pole. A
breeze flapped the cloth around her legs. Breaking free
of Miss Lattice's leash, Night raced at the moving
colors. Judith froze, trapped in the cloth. "Night, come
back here this minute! You, Night! You!" To her
surprise, and possibly his, Prudence Lattice's frail
peremptory voice stopped the dog; he wheeled around.
"I go help," called Chin Lam.
She ran to the post office in short, easy strides and
caught up the fluttering corner that Judith had dropped.
Together they raised the Bicentennial American flag
over Dingley Falls.
chapter 47
Everybody had always told Lance Abernathy that
he was brave, and he had believed them. As a child he
had never cried at shots, scrapes, or splinters, not at the
dark, or a bully, or new classrooms, not even when he
broke his collarbone trying to water ski off a pier in
Matebesec Cove. While Arthur had vomited into the
bushes after their father ordered them inside for a
spanking (they had thrown Miss Lattice's Persian cat,