ers day, tort eiles around and every living creature stops to look and listen. t guns of ing season startled and put t. Scouts fanned out along ts or s, listening fe of men seeking out deer, p, turkey, grouse, rabbit, fox, or black bear. Sometimes ters brougiful— mottled pointers, featters, blueticks, blad-tans, retrievers. t along every pat.

        My great fear iing out alone is ting up ray or er, rail and surprised us at rest in a sream of flaseetinct, scrambling toy of a bramble t. itride ook ireat, t. ttle cry, and o tangle of topped at t, fused and whimpering.

        But on ter day, t, ttered curse, or t of tantly cretcte to a piner. Poag season, er ness of trees gave o bareness, to bitter cold, and o listen for    out    of fallen leaves, or in rees. e did our best to bee unseeable, as if    exist. t or dripping- days e from tense boredom of ant fear mingled    of November.

        Back to back to ba a triangle, Igel, Smaolac c ed noto do    si day years bef to speak s of footsteps approac. tepped into a meadoie seven o please. tgun, ready to fire. t and ao carry as ruggled out of td billed caps    to listen to tion in tillness. itid tratioo decipheir speech.

        "Im cold," said the boy.

        "Itll toug found ;

        "e    even seen one all day."

        "t ;

        "Ive only seen tures."

        "; said t;aim for ttle buggers ." ioned for to follo into the shadows.

        "Lets go," said Igel, and o trail t a distance.    our sed sucop, I tugged on Smaolachs sleeve.

        " are ;

        "Igel t;

        e moved oing again whe quarry paused.

        "One ; I asked.

        "A c;

        tous route aloy pat said more tained an unfortable silence, and I could not ua at all. to a green pickup parked on tepped into t of truck, ttered, "t ake." Igel scrutiensity, and as truck pulled ae numbers, itting to memory. Smaolat on e ruminations.

        "rack t do you mean, ;

        "to burst." Smaolacudied the darkening sky.

        "You    smell it ing."

        " is o do?" I yelled. Up aopped in racks and ed for us to catch up.

        "; Igel asked. " does your stone dar say?"

        Ever si day ial. "I dont kno;

        inued. "Ive been looking and ing since you arrived, and its my turn no boy may be treen truck. If you see it again, or t me knoo scer, brot me kno;

        "Of course I ;

        o    up tterly freezing rain began to fall, and I ran t fes to escape from being drenced by Igel and Lucer on sucery nig of time claustrop. to tunnels, and    along in til I sehers.

        "; I called out. No ansive muffled sound.

        I called out again.

        "Go a; It was Béka.

        "You go a. Ive just e in from t;

        "Go back t;

        I tried to reaso me pass by, and Ill sleep somew;

        A girl screamed and so did ;S my damn finger."

        ";

        Speck sed out in t;Just go, Aniday. Ill follo."

        "Vermin." Béka cursed a    in to tinging rain gatte against , and ted on our eyelasreamed doood still, uo say anyto eaco explain or apologize, but rembled aered. Grabbing my o ter of anotunnel. e cra of t not in t stand t trus. Speck took it all in    speaking a word.

        "Squeeze out t er from your ; s;It er t op dripping do;

        " does ;

        "Im cold," s;and tired and sid sore. t alk about t;

        " did    ing since I got ;

        ". o c boy." S. Even in te ser t to alloter sense of her presence.

        "I dont uand o go."

        S my é. "t to you. Igel makes all ty, and s to go ."

        ";

        Sed in ;I dont know.    one ;

        "Youre kidding." t;;

        "ill you please let me sleep? e    figure t in t;

        In talked at lengt tory of te it all do t I    do is re-create from memory    day, e to begin    knoory and could merely summarize or speculate. Still, I ion rug memories.

        t my good friends could one day leave profoundly saddened me. t of cers, in fact, stantly revolves, but so sloime t t players. Igel , folloeentury. Onions arrived in t decades of tietury, and Cs    influenza epidemic of 1918. Besides myself, Speck olen as a four-year-old in t Depression.

        "I    you of t; s;Except for to take unless very young. And ake babies. too mucrouble."

        Vague memories stirred ts. wins before?

        "Lucc you. Youre ttom of totem pole."

        "And Igel ing for urn for a ;

        "o bide ime. Noion of suc caused o s    a tree trunk, feeling    a stant t, but occasionally I alloo dream of leaving ted, Speck ed, drawing in air as if each was a chore.

        "So ; I asked.

        S;;

        I noticed t e ser    to look for a replat as we searche boy.

        In gloters, t front read OSCARS BAR, and alone in t beers green pickup. o its bed and rode, ued by to t in try. Sio nigion in    in motion our reaissand assigned ss of teams to co learn ts and s. ructed us to pay close attention to ter and demeanor.

        "I    a detailed at of ers? Uncles or aunts? Grammy and Gramps? Does    sort of games does ime activities? Find all to kno ionss. reat o daydream? to    by ;

        I transcribed ion book and ake sucask. Igel ood in front of me, glaring do my scribbling.

        "You," ; a plete record. You are to be ell Aniday    e pestering me ail. ory is plete, you    tell it. t perfect cory. Find me a ne;

        Before I sa as if I k er ation of o plot out , er years of mere self-preservation and maintery aion to task bordered on tic.

        I o c t I rarely boto look for    is by c    all.     front. From my    observation    in te-glass reet, ed ransparent.

        tle-broly to ime ed tairs    ired of tered over to to pump and pull o tered. I , tent to play aloil    a era baffled me. Parents and cake sucs franted, as if there is an endless supply.

        s fotten me pletely? ter me t long-ag surely o go see ers one day soon. Perer unate bastard from topped, and ts in tipped by to t sorry for t cural order. ure ep tohe line for me.

        ts ement nor alarm as a student, and o be almost invisible. Ragno and Zanzara, tio aside from peas and carrots, te anyte milk    on rubber ss, and spent a lot of time in tc let one knooo, up to tretced t o play outdoors in a sandbox by t up an elaborate tableau of small plastic dolls in blue and gray. tisfied to go on living life as it is. I envied him.

        No matter ered o . e    of paper in Mess book, and one more dispatly be a e of time, but a e of precious paper as racted, and burdened by ties of leaders to    ty of freedom. oic disposition co a general peeviso dinner once    under her eye.

        " o you?"

        "t son of a bitc me, and all I asked    I meant ready to go, but all I meant ;

        No one kneo say to her.

        "I t    till ired of t;

        I stood up from tormed to front     to be found in o trance, but no anso spy on t be found, so I spent several il g at ion in ter.    I fot my anger and quietly crouched down beside him.

        "Igel? Are you all rig; I addressed ter.

        "Do you remember," ;your life before t;

        "Vaguely. In my dreams, sometimes my fater, or maybe t. But no, not really."

        "I    sure I kno;

        "Speck says t only one ending for us all."

        "Speck."    out ;S as foolis;

        "You s. It will ;

        "I o be rid of suc    to talk to you, Aniday. ."

        ood up, brus from t of s, and walked away. I hoped he would disappear forever.
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