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Chapters (56)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Dedication
  5. INorth of the Paquo
  6. … chapter one
  7. … chapter two
  8. … chapter three
  9. … chapter four
  10. … chapter five
  11. … chapter six
  12. … chapter seven
  13. … chapter eight
  14. … chapter nine
  15. … chapter ten
  16. … chapter eleven
  17. … chapter twelve
  18. IIThe White Doc
  19. … chapter thirteen
  20. … chapter fourteen
  21. … chapter fifteen
  22. … chapter sixteen
  23. … chapter seventeen
  24. … chapter eighteen
  25. … chapter nineteen
  26. … chapter twenty
  27. … chapter twenty-one
  28. … chapter twenty-two
  29. IIIKnuckle Time
  30. … chapter twenty-three
  31. … chapter twenty-four
  32. … chapter twenty-five
  33. … chapter twenty-six
  34. … chapter twenty-seven
  35. … chapter twenty-eight
  36. … chapter twenty-nine
  37. … chapter thirty
  38. … chapter thirty-one
  39. … chapter thirty-two
  40. … chapter thirty-three
  41. IVHornets’ Nest
  42. … chapter thirty-four
  43. … chapter thirty-five
  44. … chapter thirty-six
  45. … chapter thirty-seven
  46. … chapter thirty-eight
  47. … chapter thirty-nine
  48. … chapter forty
  49. … chapter forty-one
  50. VThe Town Without Children
  51. … chapter forty-two
  52. … chapter forty-three
  53. … chapter forty-four
  54. … chapter forty-five
  55. … chapter forty-six
  56. AUTHOR’S NOTE

He found another passage in the book and read aloud, “‘If any creature could be called immortal it is the insect, which inhabited the earth millions of years before the advent of mammals and which will be here on earth long after intelligent life has vanished.’ “Garrett put the book down and looked up at her. “See, the thing is, if you kill one there’re always more. If my mom and dad and sister were insects and they died there’d be others just like them and I wouldn’t be alone.”

“Don’t you have any friends?”

Garrett shrugged. “Mary Beth. She’s sort of the only one.”

“You really like her, don’t you?”

“Totally. She saved me from this kid who was going to do something shitty to me. And, I mean, she talks to me. …” He thought for a moment. “I guess that’s what I like about her. Talking. I was thinking, like, maybe in a few years, when I’m older, she might wanta go out with me. We could do things like other people do. You know, go to movies. Or go on picnics. I was watching her on a picnic once. She was with her mother and some friends. They were having fun. I watched for, like, hours. I just sat under a holly bush with some water and Doritos and pretended I was with them. You ever go on a picnic?”

“I have, sure.”

“I went with my family a lot. I mean, my real family. I liked it. Mom and Kaye’d set the table and cook stuff on this little grill from Kmart. Dad and me’d take our shoes and socks off and stand in the water to fish. I remember what the mud felt like and the cold water.”

Sachs wondered if that was why he liked water and water insects so much. “And you thought you and Mary Beth would go on picnics?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.” Then he shook his head and offered a sad smile. “I guess not. Mary Beth’s pretty and smart and a bunch older than me. She’ll end up with somebody who’s handsome and smart. But maybe we could be friends, her and me. But even if not, all I really care about is she’s okay. She’ll stay with me till it’s safe. Or you and your friend, that man in the wheelchair everybody was talking about, you can help her go someplace where she’d be safe.” He looked out the window and fell silent.

“Safe from the man in the overalls?” she asked.

He didn’t answer for a moment then nodded. “Yeah. That’s right.”

“I’m going to get some of that water,” Sachs said.