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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    8:15 am
    @@@@@He also had too many bars for one Ian and
    @@@@@He also had too many bars for one
    Ian and Jared exchanged a long glance
    “Where's all the food?” Kyle demandedHe stood over an empty box, his head swiveling
    around the room, looking for the culprit
    “Catch,” Jared said, tossing granola bars one by one, hard, like knives
    Kyle plucked them out of the air with ease, then jogged over to see if Jared was holding out on
    him
    “Here,” Ian said, shoving half of his haul toward his brother without looking at himFor the first time today, he looked at me, staring down at me where I satHis
    irises were black with the light behind himI couldn't read his expression
    I recoiled, and caught my breath when my ribs protested
    Jared and Ian closed ranks in front of me like stage curtains
    “You heard him,” Jared said
    “Can I say something first?” Kyle askedHe peered down through the space between them
    They didn't respond
    “I'm not sorry,” Kyle told me“I still think it was the right thing to do
    Ian shoved his brotherKyle reeled back but then stepped forward again
    “Hold on, I'm not done
    “Yeah, you are,” Jared saidHis hands were clenched, the skin over his knuckles white
    Everyone had noticed nowThe room was hushed, all the fun of the game
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    8:15 am
    @@@@@"They done stripped 'em all of souvenirs,"
    @@@@@"They done stripped 'em all of souvenirs," he said
    Gallagher swayed back and forth drunkenly"Who did? Who the fug did? Wilson, you're a goddam liarYou stole all the souvenirs
    Wilson ignored him"It's a damn shame's all Ah can say when a bunch of men like us is risking our ass for a whole goddam week, and they ain't even any souvenirs left His voice trailed off bitterly"Goddam shame," he repeated to himself
    Martinez prodded with his shoe the genitals of the charred corpseThe genitals collapsed with a small crispy sound as if he had stuck his finger into a coil of cigar ashHe felt a trace of pleasure, which was lost in the gloominess he now feltThis liquor had made him despondent and the walk had intensified this; he felt no horror nor any fear at the bodies; his own terror of death had no relation to the smells and the cruel shapes into which physical death could force a bodyHe could not have said why he was gloomy, but he had to fasten it upon somethingHe resented the money he had spent for the whisky, and for the past half hour he had been trying to calculate how long it would take him to replace that money with his pay
    Red leaned against the half-trackHe was feeling dizzy and he extended his arm over the metal tread guardHis hand closed on a piece of pulpy fruit and he dropped it hastilyThe fruit was red and looked like a pear, but he had never seen anything like it before"Where the hell this come from?" he asked thickly
    "That's Jap food," Wilson said
    "Where'd they get it?"
    "Ah don' know," Wilson shruggedA touch of fear penetrated through Red's drunkennessFor an instant he thought of Hennessey"Well, Wilson, where the fug is the souvenirs?" he asked bitterly
    "Men, you jus' got to follow me," Wilson
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    8:18 am
    @@@@@Get out of my house, get out of my sight,
    @@@@@Get out of my house, get out of my sight, you make me sick!"
    Mamie Bart made the mistake of trying to soothe her"Come on,
    honey-"
    she said, holding out her jewelled handScarlett recoiled before she
    could be touched
    "Especially you, you greasy sow"Well, I never," Mamie Bart's voice
    quavered"I'm damn well not going to put up with being talked to like
    thisI wouldn't stay if you begged me on your knees, Scarlett
    Butler A shoving, angry stampede began, and in less than ten
    minutes
    the rooms were empty of everything except the debris left behind
    Scarlett made her way through spilled food and champagne, broken
    plates
    and glasses, without looking downShe must keep her head high, the
    way her mother had taught herShe imagined that she was back at
    Tara,
    with a heavy volume of the Waverley novels balanced on her head,
    and
    she climbed the stairs with her back as straight as a tree, her chin
    perfectly perpendicular to her shouldersThe way her
    mother had taught herHer head was swimming and her legs
    trembled,
    but she climbed without pausingA lady never let it show when she
    was
    tired or upset"High time she did that, and then some," said the
    cornetistThe octet had played waltzes from behind the palms for
    many
    of Scarlett's receptionsOne of the violinists spat accurately into a
    potted palmLie down with dogs, get up with
    fleas Above their heads Scarlett was lying face down on her
    silkcovered bed, sobbing as if her heart was broken
    She had thought she was going to have such a good timeLater that
    night, when the house was quiet and dark, Scarlett went downstairs
    for
    a drink to help her sleepAll evidence of the party was gone, except
    for the elaborate flower arrangements and the half-burned candles in
    the six-armed candelabra on the bare dining room table
    Scarlett lit the candles and blew out her lampWhy should she skulk
    around in near-darkness like some kind of thief? It was her house, her
    brandy, and she could do as she pleasedShe selected a glass, took it
    and the decanter to the table, sat in the armchair at the h
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    8:23 am
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    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    8:15 am
    @@@@@It was wonderful to hear her laugh It filled
    @@@@@It was wonderful to hear her laugh
    It filled the place up
    xi
    We stood on the beach the next morning with coffee
    cups in hand and our ankles in the surfThe sun
    had just hoisted itself over the low rise of the
    Key behind us, and our shadows seemed to stretch
    out onto the quiet water for miles
    144
    Ilse looked at me solemnly"Is this the most
    beautiful place on earth, Dad?"
    "No, but you're young and I can't blame you for
    thinking it might beIt's number four on the Most
    Beautiful list, actually, but the top three are
    places nobody can spell
    She smiled over the rim of her cupNumber one, Machu PicchuNumber
    two, MarrakechNumber three, Petroglyph National
    MonumentThen, at number four, Duma Key, just off
    the west coast of Florida
    Her smile widened for a second or twoThen it
    faded and she was giving me the solemn stare again
    I remembered her looking at me the same way when
    she was four, asking me if there was any magic
    like in fairy talesI had told her yes, of course,
    thinking it was a lieNow I wasn't so sureBut
    the air was warm, my bare feet were in the Gulf,
    and I just didn't want Ilse to be hurtI thought
    she was going to beBut everyone gets their share,
    don't they? SurePow, below the belt, down you go, and the ref
    just went out for a hot dogExcept the ones you
    145
    love can really multiply that hurt and pass it
    aroundPain is the biggest power of loveThat's
    what Wireman says
    "See anything green, sweetheart?" I as
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    8:15 am
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    The silence returnedWe sat in it for a while, maybe another hour
    Ian got up and walked quietly away
    I could make no sense of my emotionsIn that moment, I hated the body I was bound toHow
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    Jeb set the flashlight down, bulb upIt threw a circle of light on the low ceiling and made a
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    Jeb settled himself against the wall beside me
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    I glared at the stone floor
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    “So give me to Doc, then,” I croaked
    Jeb wasn't surprised to hear me Chanel Purse speakHe nodded to himself, as if this was exactly what he'd
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    “Did you expect us to just give up, Wanderer?” Jeb's voice was stern and more serious than I
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    8:15 am
    @@@@@"Gee, isn't that sad," he said "Makes you
    @@@@@"Gee, isn't that sad," he said
    "Makes you think," the assistant said

    After the midday meal, Gallagher was sitting in his tent when Croft called him"What is it?" Gallagher asked
    "The chaplain wants to see you," Croft said
    "What about?"
    "I don't know," Croft shrugged"Why don't you go see him? We'll be gone when you get back, so you'll have perimeter guard for the afternoon
    Gallagher walked through the bivouac and stopped at the chaplain's tentHis heart was beating quickly, and he was trying to suppress the hope he was feelingBefore they had landed on Anopopei, he had asked the chaplain if he needed another assistant, and the chaplain had promised to consider himTo Gallagher it meant getting out of combat, and he had allowed himself to dream about the possibility several times
    "Good afternoon, Father Leary," he said"I heard you wanted to see me His voice was polite and uncomfortable, and he was perspiring from the effort of having to watch his profanity
    "Sit down, Gallagher Father Leary was a tall slim middle-aged man with light hair, and a caressing voice
    "What is it, Father?"
    "Go ahead and smoke, son Father Leary lit a cigarette for him"You get much mail from home, Gallagher?"
    "My wife writes to me every day, almost, FatherShe's gonna be having a baby any day now Father Leary was silent; he fingered his lip, and then sat down abruptlyHe put his hand on Gallagher's knee"Son, I have some pretty bad news for you
    Gallagher felt a chill"What is it, Father?"
    "You know, son, there're a lot of things which are difficult to understa
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    8:15 am
    @@@@@Scarlett returned Margaret's
    @@@@@Scarlett returned
    Margaret's kiss
    "Scarlett," said MrsButler, "do come meet Sally Brewton
    "And Edward Cooper," added a male voice"Don't deprive me of the
    chance to kiss MrsButler's hand, Eleanor
    "Wait your turn, Edward," Mrs"You young people have
    no
    manners at all Scarlett hardly looked at Edward Cooper, and his
    flattery escaped her altogetherShe was trying not to stare, but
    staring nonetheless at Sally Brewton, the monkey-faced driver of the
    carriageSally Brewton was a tiny woman in her fortiesShe was
    shaped like a thin, active young boy, and her face did, in fact,
    greatly resemble a monkey'sShe wasn't in the least upset by
    Scarlett's rude stareSally was accustomed to the reaction; her
    remarkable ugliness-to which she had adapted long, long ago-and her
    unconventional behavior often astonished people who were strangers
    to
    herShe walked over to Scarlett now, her skirts trailing behind her
    like a brown riverButler, you must think us as mad as
    March haresThe truth is-boring though it may be-that there's a
    perfectly rational explanation for our-shall we say?-dramatic
    arrival
    I am the only surviving carriage possessor in town and I find it
    impossible to keep a coachmanThey object to ferrying my
    dispossessed
    friends, and I insist on itSo I've given up hiring men who are going
    to quit almost at onceAnd-if my husband is otherwise occupied-I do
    the driving myself She put her small hand on Scarlett's arm and
    looked up into her face"Now I ask you, doesn't that make perfectly
    good sense?" Scarlett found her voice and said, "Yes
    "Sally, you mustn't trap poor Scarlett like that," said Eleanor
    Butler
    "What else could she say? Tell her the Sally shrugged, then gri
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    8:24 am
    @@@@@But she’s on her way to ParisI know
    @@@@@But she’s
    on her way to ParisI know it!”
    “The airlines do not, what more can I say?”
    “Just what you said,” said Jason, his lungs seemingly incapable of absorbing the air he needed,
    his eyelids heavy
    “What happened tonight? Tell me
    “Tomorrow,” replied David Webb, barely audibleI’m so tired and I have to be
    somebody else
    “What are you talking about? You don’t even sound like yourselfOr maybe I shouldn’t think
    ?? ?? ??
    Marie stood in Marseilles’s immigration line, mercifully short because of the early hour, and
    assumed an air of boredom, the last thing she feltIt was her turn to go to the passport counter
    “Américaine,” said the half-awake official“Are you beer on bizziness or playseeoor, madame?”
    “Je parle fran?ais, monsieurJe suis canadienne d’origine—Québec
    “Ah, bien!” The sleepy clerk’s eyes opened somewhat wider as he proceeded in French“You
    are in business?”
    “No, I’m notThis is a journey of memoriesMy parents came from Marseilles and both died
    recentlyI want to see where they came from, where they lived—perhaps what I missed
    “How extraordinarily touching, lovely lady,” said the immigration official, appraising the most
    appealing traveler“Perhaps also you might need a guide? There is no part of this city that is not
    indelibly printed on my mindI’ll be at the Sofitel Vieux PortWhat’s your name? You have mine
    “Lafontaine, madameAt your service!”
    “Lafontaine? You don’t say?”
    “I do indeed!”
    “How interesting
    “I am very interesting,” said the official, his eyelids half closed but not with sleepiness, as his
    rubber stamps flew recklessly down to process the tourist“I am at your every service, madame!”
    It must run in that very peculiar clan, thought Marie as she headed for the luggage ar
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    8:15 am
    @@@@@ "My daughter and I went exploring one
    @@@@@
    "My daughter and I went exploring one dayIt
    looked like outright jungle south of here
    Wireman looked alarmed"Duma Key Road's no
    excursion for a guy in your conditionWhat I want to know is how come
    it isn't four lanes wide with bike-paths on both
    sides and condos every eight hundred yards
    "Because no one knows who owns the land? How about
    that, for a start?"
    228
    "You serious?"
    "YupMiss Eastlake has owned from the tip of the
    island south to Heron's Roost free and clear since
    1950About that there's absolutely no doubt
    "Wills? Plural?"
    "Three of themAll holographic, all witnessed by
    different people, all different when it comes to
    Duma KeyAll of them, however, make the north end
    of Duma a no-strings bequest to Elizabeth Eastlake
    from her father, JohnThe rest has been in the
    courts ever sinceSixty years of squabbling that
    makes Bleak House look like Dick and Jane
    "I thought you said all Miss Eastlake's siblings
    were dead
    "They are, but she has nieces and nephews and
    grandnieces and grandnephewsLike Sherwin-
    Williams Paint, they cover the earthThey're the
    ones doing the squabbling, but they squabble with
    each other, not herHer only mention in the old
    man's multiple wills had to do with this piece of
    Duma Key, which was carefully marked off by two
    surveying companies, one just before World War II
    229
    and one just afterThis is all a matter of public
    recordAnd do you know what, amigo?"
    I shook my head
    "Miss Eastlake thinks that's exactly what her old
    man wanted to happenAnd, having cast my lawyerly
    eye over copies of the wills, so do I
    "Who pays the taxes?"
    He looked surprised, then laughed"I enjoy you
    more and more, vato
    "My other life," I reminded
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    8:16 am
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    Are you insane?Melanie protested
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    “Don't you?”
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    did
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    “It was a predilection of their geneticsBrutality was part of their speciesButyou pity them, it
    seems
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    She hesitated, then squared her shouldersI've only lived on EarthShe was as much a child as Robert“Only one planet? And you chose to be
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    21
    Jane Austen
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    Grant, who came consequently to reside at Mansfield; and on proving
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    Bertram’s calculationsBut “no, he was a short-necked, apoplectic
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    “I hope I am not ungrateful, aunt,” said Fanny modestly
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    “And am I never to live here again?”
    “Never, my dear; but you are sure of a comfortable homeIt can
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