e lived in to be a very bad    first er, I    into a deeper ion to eat or drink a feo bed. Most of t in tic state, a    lasted from December ts moist embrace, and for many    a peep of sun reac sealed us in, but trance alloo pee. t and froze into slick crusts t stered under pressure.

        In time o territory, looking for food became a daily preoccupation. tself o a tenuous e tioned us not to roam too far, so     of bark, robins breast, a roast skunk. e imagined all    visiting town.

        "I ootaste of ice cream," Smaolaean supper. "Or a nice yello;

        "Raspberry jam," said Speck, "on ."

        Onions c;Sauerkraut and pigs feet."

        "Spagti," Zanzara began, and Ragno finis;;

        "A Coke and a smoke." Lucted y pouch.

        " you let us go?" asked C;Its been so long, Béka."

        t sat above us on a ty dynamite crate. ed granting liberties every time ake Blomma and Kivi onig be back before daay off take no c;    ;And bring me back a bottle of beer."

        t    delay. Béka s t per outern o meet ttled into to t step aretcrees created a general sense of unease about our absent friends.

        After to to sleep, Luc me pany at tran a quiet vigil. "Dont tle treasure.    see, t be seen. till ts t;

        e c, a crasrees aiguiso t, strained in tion of tion. Lucruck a matc torc at traered in t    into ligepped carefully to st of blood on t, t;>ui tord ted our progress. A fox ss jas prey, and o t. Fanned out like glass in a kaleidoscope, blad-reruggling urkey, to tance, and above us in trees, toget to one another.

        Onions, Kivi, and Blomma still    returned om. Sted to ;Last of t; so tening morn as I gave ed late t afternoon,    e or a searcy    i.

        " do you mean, keeping us ; Speck demanded. "You told t    looking for t; S of us into pairs and mapped out four different approaco too keep     direct patomping grounds, and Ragno and Zanzara follohs.

        Cook an a artery, blazed by t ran parallel to ter ted in its course. It seemed more likely t Onions, Kivi, and Blomma aken anotrail ter cover, but ayed vigilant for any movement or otions tprints or broken brancimes cepped out onto t stints. Anyone driving across t lio toed us in t, and I often    look like from so far above. Ants, probably, or little c. e at once familiar and strange.

        " is t song?" I asked opped to get our bearings. Far aug pusoy.

        "C;

        " is C;

        Sed a strand of ;Not    least ts w ;

        ";

        S;Caug is C;

        " boy is t? t;

        a t, I could see she was blushing.

        " you tell me?    anyone ever talk about ;

        "Aniday, alk about cry tet everyt to cer memories."

        A far-off cry    out, a brief alarm t signaled us to make e and rendezvous. e dropped our versation and follo, alone and g in ay glen. Soo fused and distraugo fio    down beside Onions and draped his arm around her shoulders. Kivi and Blomma were gone.

        to toreets as t reetlamps and storefront signs cast ed dark, serving as beas for to navigate told t to    being seen by people in t;ere invisible in t; s, tole sugar, salt, flour, and a ed sack es, tas in an alley outside of tore. Sneaking i visit.

        "Everyt," Onions told us. "tain is goer and all t spin you around. And no more booter, and tubs of penny dy are gooo. Instead, t for babies. Diapers made out of plastic t you ttles and s of milk. And iny jars of food, all goosure of test baby in t potatoes t look like red mud. And smoosurkey ao taste every one, and ;

        I could picture ted and spray jars strehe floor.

        A car pulled up outside and stopped in front of ture    s its beam along terior, and    to t, slipped on ts, atering across t door opened, and tepped inside. One of to t;t; Onions sed for to run, but Kivi and Blomma did not move. tood side by side in ted for to e ahem.

        "I dont kno;It    s    t in ting for it to . t, and Blomma raised one o    t look afraid at all. Like t."

        Onions    botolen goods. Instinct set in, and sy streets, raffiever looking back. ted oo ted nearly all day to return aking a route t skirted treets. ed.

        "?" Béka asked ; did ;

        "Somebody must old t; Onions s;Somebody w;

        Béka took ed ; be?&qu me, as if acg me of a heinous crime.

        "But I didnt tell—"

        "Not you, Aniday,"    out. "took your place."

        "C; said s. e trudged e o grieve. e took t of t t beoid impassive, accepting t sayio not summer and into tions revolved around finding meaning in t to vince us t a betrayal    t to get us and t it ter of time before Kivi and Blomma s urn, t us doook a more tful view.

        Luc;ted to leave, and it ter of time. I only    t sent off to live in a zoo or put uist."

        e never hing.

        More ted    s a feeal ao sleep iive pead luxury beo our books and papers. e read translation, Clytemra in igones ing of eart. terbury and lives on t of y in all of Sons angels and auroctle, yaasies of Keats. Sein. Rip Van inkle sleeping it off. Spesisted on Auste, Emerson, tes, Alcott, t, Rossetti, bot    up to t age, che books like a pair of silverfish.

        Sometimes, Spee. I    a beat, s ened me from t;t; S me to tears over Ben Jonsons dro. S;t Brigade" and tennysons "Ulysses." I loved tcer season. In time ened in t of t sometimes all I could see    space,    from t ty years togeted ao so say a word and break my .
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