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the dry leavescricketsthe deeper
chattering of frogs. Even so he heard the creak as the trailer door opened.
Vaughan’s voice called“Henry? Henrywhat are you doing?”
“Go” Michael whisperedand Henry ran toward the trailer.
Michael forced himself to lie still despite a suddenoverwhelming need to
urinate. You were f ne ten seconds agohe told his bladder. You’re bluf ng.
“What have you got out there?” Vaughan said.
Henry barkedonce.
PleaseMichael thought. Please don’t come look.
“That didn’t sound like a rabbit bark. Were you chasing rabbits? Were you
chasing rabbitsboy?” Vaughan’s voice had gotten huskynearly crossing the
line into baby talk. Michael pictured him roughing up the dog’s fur.
If he knew I was listeningMichael thoughthe’d be humiliated. He’d kill
me for sure.
“You want me to come see? Is that what you want?” Henry barked again.
“You want me to come see what you’ve got?”
The voice sounded closer. It could be the windMichael told himself.
“WellI don’t want to see what you’ve got. I want to go back to sleep. Now
you run along and be a good boy.” Henry gave one f nal barka simple cry of
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