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  1. ALSO BY AUDREY SCHULMAN
  2. THE DOLPHIN HOUSE
  3. ONE Tampa, Florida Feb. 1965
  4. TWO Aug. 1957 Ogunquit, Maine
  5. THREE May 1965
  6. FOUR March 1958 Orlando, Florida
  7. ARRIVAL
  8. FIVE June 4, 1965
  9. SIX June 4, 1965
  10. SEVEN June 5, 1965
  11. EIGHT June 6–10, 1965
  12. NINE June 11–16, 1965
  13. TEN June 17–26, 1965
  14. ELEVEN June 27–30, 1965
  15. TWELVE July 1–8, 1965
  16. THIRTEEN July 9–13, 1965
  17. FOURTEEN July 14, 1965
  18. LANGUAGE LESSONS
  19. FIFTEEN July 15–17, 1965
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN July 18–25, 1965
  22. EIGHTEEN July 26–Aug. 1, 1965
  23. NINETEEN Aug. 2–7, 1965
  24. TWENTY Aug. 8–15, 1965
  25. TWENTY-ONE Aug. 16, 1965
  26. TWENTY-TWO Aug. 17–30, 1965
  27. HOMEARIUM
  28. TWENTY-THREE Homearium, Day 1
  29. TWENTY-FOUR Homearium, Day 3
  30. TWENTY-FIVE Homearium, Days 4–7
  31. TWENTY-SIX Homearium, Week 2
  32. TWENTY-SEVEN Homearium, Week 3
  33. TWENTY-EIGHT Homearium, Week 4
  34. TWENTY-NINE Homearium, Week 5
  35. THIRTY Homearium, Weeks 6–8
  36. THIRTY-ONE Homearium, Weeks 9–11
  37. THIRTY-TWO Homearium, Week 12
  38. THIRTY-THREE Homearium, Week 13
  39. THIRTY-FOUR Homearium, Week 14
  40. THIRTY-FIVE Homearium, Week 15
  41. THIRTY-SIX Homearium, Week 16
  42. THIRTY-SEVEN Homearium, Week 18
  43. THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  45. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Encouraged by this success, she began to raise the broom whenever he veered toward her. Seeing her ready, he would turn away before touching her.

Within an hour, he was tripping her and nipping at her heels less often.

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The next day was her seventh in the homearium, Sunday. She and Blum had agreed that Sundays were her day off. She could spend the full day as she pleased, out of the water, away from Junior, the men and the homearium.

Heading into town, it was so easy to move through the thin air. A clean dry dress swished around her legs. Her hearing glasses on, she concentrated on the sounds of the birds and the wind. Once she reached town, she reveled in the human voices. She wandered around town, examining people who were fully dressed, their hair dry. No one was watching her, taking notes. She sat in a restaurant for lunch, eating food that she didn’t have to cook on a swinging stove. She gorged on chicken pot pie and green beans, followed by an ice cream sundae. The crust on the pot pie amazed her, so delicate and flaky. The green beans were crisp, the dessert so sweet. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the taste.

On the way back, she lay on a beach for two hours and slept. She wasn’t woken up once by a dolphin splashing water on her face.

However, all day, there was also a rising awareness inside her of Junior, of him alone in the homearium, the men watching him. When she woke, she could feel Junior’s fear in her gut.

So even though it was only 3 P.M., she began to walk back, moving faster as she went, feeling the urgency. Near the end, she started trotting.

Turning into the driveway, she heard something in the distance, a painful squeak, some tired piece of metal rasping and tortured. It took her a moment to understand this was Junior’s voice; he must have been screaming all day. She began to run.

He must have heard or known in some way she was approaching, because as she rounded the corner of the house, he was rising in the water, standing up on his kicking tail in the deep end, calling, bellowing with all the strength of his failing voice. Yelling at her, as clearly as he could, again and again—Ayy, Eey, Eey, Eey.

So scared, so lonely.

Yelling—Ayy, Eey, Eey, Eey.

She dove right into the deep end in her clothes, and he shot over to her, rubbing himself round and round her body, yelling and yelling, even underwater, so relieved.—Ayy, Eey, Eey, Eey.

Pronouncing over and over again, as clearly as he could, the first four letters of the alphabet.

TWENTY-SIX
Homearium, Week 2

For an hour each morning she walked down to the lagoon, where she helped Tibbet test the dolphins’ ability to communicate about the matching shapes.

Each day Cora asked Tibbet to take one step deeper into the water. This was a way to get Mother and Kat accustomed to him so, hopefully at some point, he could perform this research without her.