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I stepped back and closed my bedroom door

Blood couldn't ht She shared so and the fall Yet, what she had said had titillated htened ht?

The deed, they, too, could rise to the surface like bubbles and make themselves snap and pop when I least expected it Perhaps we had no one htened Uncle Roy

And Harley And me

I rushed myself into sleep like I had rushed into the relief of the lake, seeking to be soothed, seeking to forget

Grandan buried secrets in the yard The rest of us buried them in our hearts Who was better off?

I woke to the sound of a screaht was Aunt Alison has done soreat deal of commotion below in our house For aThen I rose and went to the s The a its way toward Uncle Roy's home, but what I saas Uncle Roy, Daddy Harley and two of our grounds workers standing in a small circle

"What's going on?" I asked et into some clothes and down the stairs "Mommy? Mrs Geary?" I called at the foot of the stairway There was only silence in response More frightened than ever I rushed outside and saw Mo her hand and they were both looking across the lake The a beside someone

"Mo?"

"Oh honey it's Glenda," she said Her cheeks were streaked where tears had traveled and were still traveling

"What? What happened?"

"We're not sure yet Summer Uncle Roy called for Daddy and then they called for the ambulance"

"That poor woman" Mrs Geary muttered

"Harley," I cried and started toward them

"Summer wait!"