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I could not have been less in the m
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When he finished, he grinned and st
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Sunshine Skyway bridge, everything
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The letter was handwritten on fine,
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Is., Cymru, UK. UK—that was Brita
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most important factor was Dr. Golan
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said shaddap, ya dozy bastards, I
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caught me leaning over the rail to
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“The old what?” he said, squint
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visible from my bedroom window. “
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ealized it wasn’t just my grandfa
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home. He frowned at me, then leaned
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Considering that they didn’t even
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whispered something to Worm. Worm w
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less likely that I would need it. C
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Once I’d hopped and tripped and f
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“It wasn’t me who gave up!” h
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ever was. I don’t know—there wa
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light on the empty house and the wh
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“That’s insane.” “I suppose
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“Just feeling a little light-head
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themselves. Martin cleared his thro
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he’d endured, to war, and more de
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unlikely—or the person who wrote
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It was an almost-too-perfect mornin
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everything was just as the children
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house had been burned up and blown
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up his secrets, I would damn well p
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* * * The basement was a meandering
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you’d find in any old family albu
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It couldn’t have been a coinciden
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cradling the same strange light bet
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I hurdled fallen logs and ducked lo
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I could already predict Dr. Golan
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twisting fog that, for me, had come
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light, eyeing it like a jeweler.
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edraggled American boy who was not
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“I told you, my grandfather—”
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grave to find them—but that was t
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Millard hummed as he flipped the pa
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We crossed the street as casually a
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everywhere. Then she did something
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When the last cottages had disappea
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I turned to the window and gazed ou
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dressed head to toe in black, her h
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a booming laugh. “What undiluted
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“I hope that doesn’t offend you
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needless, obscene—but I think it
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“There are peculiars all over the
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the last, oh, seventy years that we
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“What about the boys in the pictu
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“Just to make sure I understand,
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was left with the choice of wearing
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to the ceiling. So the rest of us w
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of the months and years if the days
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seemed to come from everywhere. Now
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holes in the clouds. The concussion
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The first thing I heard when I coul
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e because of this.” And then she
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days alone in that old house is rea
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on him earlier. That was twice now
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through its shifting muck, trying t
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the stage. “I’m so happy you’
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Bronwyn finished dragging the rock
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“Really? Whole trees?” She sort
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turned morose at any mention of his
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When the laughter had died down, I
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went to sleep in its own filth!’
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home, she pretended to pout. “At
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“Jacob! I’ve been looking for y
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—so instead I took a calculated r
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We left the farmer to ponder his sl
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Hoping to duck another lecture, I g
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“I don’t understand,” I said.
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“But it’s not as if they’re c
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squirming as if he were trying to g
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they weren’t simply bumping into
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whistle. He mimed running a hand al
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etter!” Bronwyn began to cry in e
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get all high an’ mighty with me,
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I had to stare at the last picture
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I thought about it. I wasn’t real
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have any ‘game’ to ‘horn in
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sound too certain. I knew exactly w
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stood up to go to the bar. * * * A
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“That’s because I’m not going
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it was connected to a pipe that ran
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numbed out. “I want to, but I don
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here. Said he couldn’t stand it a
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wailed again. “Leave them alone!
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secret?” Emma gasped. “Seduce?
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animals.
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nowhere. “Alma? Is that you?” M
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Henceforth, you will travel beyond
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even if it can, it shouldn’t. But
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“Then you are more observant than
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When I couldn’t bear to look at t
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stutters. “But I—I can’t—my
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On Tuesday night, most of what I th
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wasn’t sulking in silence he woul
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to do something, the children sank
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Wednesday, when Martin failed to op
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fisherman said. “Storm that’s r
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spent tracking down common victims
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going?” “Perhaps not. But if yo
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like Santa Claus and BLAM!” He fi
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outside the loop. I was about to as
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dropped and the temperature fell an
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“He’s pretty far gone,” said
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gaps in the walls. He said somethin
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“Stay where you are!” the man s
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“What’s happening?” Emma said
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een looking for: a third option. A
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tongues touched him on the cheek, a
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“Oh god, you’re right,” said
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We slipped through a door that was
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eath was pressed out of us. We grip
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down the cairn mound into the bog,
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killed it.” “That’s brilliant
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Bronwyn snatched the photo from Hug
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as her hair. Immediately she began
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ehinds, little avalanches of sand p
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“Look out!” I shouted, but it w
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“Wyn, he’ll shoot you!” Emma
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was running toward the lighthouse.
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“What if the whole thing comes do
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to look at me. His face was a stubb
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it once, and look what happened. Yo
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empty my mind and focus on steadyin
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I grabbed her and shouted in her fa
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depthless and blank. He was a wight
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“That’s not good,” Enoch said
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hasn’t the changeover come?” Mi
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When it was done, he staggered back
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fine and very old, and big enough t
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had been born but their light not y
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“Dad!” I wondered for a moment
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“Did we help?” Olive asked from
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We set out for the ridge. At the sp
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as forget-me-nots, we made one last
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All the pictures in this book are a
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I would like to tha