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Louis waved a hand； embarrassed。
〃That goes for me； too；〃 Jud said。 His eyes found Louis's and held them。 They were steady。 He was in control again。 His brief moment of confusion and fear had passed。 〃I owe you one； Louis。〃
〃Get off it；〃 Louis said and tipped a finger toward Mrs。 Buddinger as she left。 She smiled and waved back。 Louis found an apple and began to eat it。 The Spy was so sweet that Louis's taste buds cramped momentarily 。 。 。 but that was not a totally unpleasurable sensation。 Won one tonight； Lou； he thought and worked on the apple with relish。 He was ravenous。
〃I do though；〃 Jud said。 〃When you need a favor； Louis； you see me first。〃
〃All right；〃 Louis said； 〃I'll do that。〃
The ambulance from Bangor MedCu arrived twenty minutes later。 As Louis stood outside watching the orderlies load Norma into the back； he saw Rachel looking out the living room window。 He waved to her。 She lifted a hand in return。
He and Jud stood together and watched the ambulance pull away； lights flashing； siren silent。
〃Guess I'll go on up to the hospital now；〃 Jud said。
〃They won't let you see her tonight； Jud。 They'll want to run an EKG on her and then put her in intensive care。 No visitors for the first twelve hours。〃
〃Is she going to be okay； Louis？ Really okay？〃
Louis shrugged。 〃No one can guarantee that。 It was a heart attack。 For whatever it's worth； I think she's going to be fine。 Maybe better than ever； once she gets on some medication。〃
〃Ayuh；〃 Jud said； lighting a Chesterfield。
Louis smiled and glanced at his watch。 He was amazed to see it was only ten minutes to eight。 It seemed that a great deal more time had gone by。
〃Jud； I want to go get Ellie so she can finish her trick…or…treating。〃
〃Yeah； course you do。〃 This came out as Cossy'do。 〃Tell her to get all the treats she can； Louis。〃
〃I will；〃 Louis promised。
Ellie was still in her witch costume when Louis got home。 Rachel had tried to persuade her into her nightie； but Ellie had resisted； holding out for the possibility that the game； suspended because of heart attack； might yet be played out。 When Louis told her to put her coat back on； Ellie whooped and clapped。
〃It's going to be awfully late for her； Louis。〃
〃We'll take the car；〃 he said。 〃e on； Rachel。 She's been looking forward to this for a month。〃
〃Well。 。 。〃 She smiled。 Ellie saw it and shouted again。 She ran for the coat closet。 〃Is Norma all right？〃
〃I think so。〃 He felt good。 Tired but good。 〃It was a small one。 She's going to have to be careful； but when you're seventy…five you have to recognize that your pole…vaulting days are done anyway。〃
〃It's lucky you were there。 Almost God's providence。〃
〃I'll settle for luck。〃 He grinned as Ellie came back。 〃You ready； Witch Hazel？〃
〃I'm ready；〃 she said。 〃e on…e on…e on！〃
On the way home with half a bag of candy an hour later （Ellie protested when Louis finally called a halt； but not too much； she was tired）； his daughter startled him by saying： 〃Did I make Missus Crandall have the heart attack； Daddy？ When I wouldn't take the apple with the bruise on it？〃
Louis looked at her； startled； wondering where children got such funny； half…superstitious ideas。 Step on a crack； break your mother's back。 Loves me； loves me not。 Daddy's stomach； Daddy's head； smile at midnight； Daddy's dead。 That made him think of the Pet Sematary again and those crude circles。 He wanted to smile at himself and was not quite able。
〃No； honey；〃 he said。 〃When you were in with those two ghosts…〃
〃Those weren't ghosts； just the Buddinger twins。〃
〃Well； when you were in with them； Mr。 Crandall was telling me that his wife had been having little chest pains。 In fact； you might have been responsible for saving her life or at least for keeping it from being much worse。〃
Now it was Ellie's turn to look startled。
Louis nodded。 〃She needed a doctor； honey。 I'm a doctor。 But I was only there because it was your night to go trick…or…treating。〃
Ellie considered this for a long time and then nodded。 〃But she'll probably die anyway；〃 she said matter…of…factly。 〃People who have heart attacks usually die。 Even if they live； pretty soon they have another one and another one and another one until
。。。boom！〃
〃And where did you learn these words of wisdom； may I ask？〃 Ellie only shrugged…a very Louislike shrug； he was amused to see。
She allowed him to carry in her bag of candy…an almost ultimate sign of trust…and Louis pondered her attitude。 The thought of Church's death had brought on near…hysteria。 But the thought of grandmotherly Norma Crandall dying 。 。 。 that Ellie seemed to take calmly； a matter of course； a given。 What had she said？ Another one and another one； until。 。 。 boom！
The kitchen was empty； but Louis could hear Rachel moving around upstairs。 He set Ellie's candy down on the counter and said； 〃It doesn't necessarily work that way； Ellie。 Norma's heart attack was a very small one； and I was able to administer the treatment right away。 I doubt if her heart was damaged much at all。 She…〃
〃Oh； I know；〃 Ellie agreed； almost cheerfully。 〃But she's old； and she'll die pretty soon anyway。 Mr。 Crandall too。 Can I have an apple before I go to bed； Daddy？〃
〃No；〃 he said； looking at her thoughtfully。 〃Go up and brush your teeth； babe。〃
Does anyone really think they understand kids？ he wondered。
When the house was settled and they were in their side…by…side twin beds； Rachel asked softly； 〃Was it very bad for Ellie； Lou？ Was she upset？〃
No； he thought。 She knows old people croak at regular intervals； just like she knows to let the grasshopper go when it spits like she knows that if you stumble on the number thirteen when you're skipping rope； your best friend will die 。 。 。 like she knows that you put the graves in diminishing circles up in the Pet Sematary。
〃Nope；〃 he said。 〃She handled herself very well。 Let's go to sleep； Rachel； okay？〃
That night； as they slept in their house and as Jud lay wakeful in his； there was another hard frost。 The wind rose in the early morning； ripping most of the remaining leaves； which were now an uninteresting brown； from the trees。
The wind awoke Louis； and he started up on his elbows； mostly asleep and confused。 There were steps on the stairs slow； dragging steps。 Pascow had e back。 Only now； he thought； two months had passed。 When the door opened he would see a rotting horror； the jogging shorts caked with mould； the flesh fallen away in great holes； the brain decayed to paste。 Only the eyes would be alive。 。 。 hellishly bright and alive。 Pascow would not speak this time； his vocal cords would be too decayed to produce sounds。 But his eyes。 。 。 they would beckon him to e。
〃No；〃 he breathed； and the steps died out。
He got up； went to the door； and pulled it open； his lips drawn back in a grimace of fear and resolution； his flesh cringing。 Pascow would be there； and with his raised arms he would look like a long…dead conductor about to call for the first thundering phrase of Walpurgisnacht。
No such thing； as Jud might have said。 The landing was empty silent。 There was no sound but the wind。 Louis went back to bed and slept。
21
The next day Louis called the intensive care unit at the EMMC。 Norma's condition was still listed as critical； that was standard operating procedure for the first twenty…four hours following a heart attack。 Louis got a cheerier assessment from Weybridge； her doctor； however。 〃I wouldn't even call it a minor myocardial infarction；〃 he said。 〃No scarring。 She owes you a hell of a lot； Dr。 Creed。〃
On impulse； Louis stopped by the hospital later that week with a bouquet of flowers； and found that Norma had been moved to a semiprivate room downstairs…a very good sign。 Jud was with her。
Norma exclaimed over the flowers and buzzed a nurse for a vase。 Then she directed Jud until they were in water； arranged to her specifications； and placed on the dresser in the corner。
Mother s feeling ever s much better； Jud said dryly after he had fiddled with the flowers for the third time。
〃Don't be smart； Judson；〃 Norma said。