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THATFEELING,YOUCANONLYSAYWHATITISINFRENCH

AsecondhoneymoonintheFloridaKeys.Whatcouldbemorerelaxing?

FLOYD,whatsthatoverthere?Ohshit.Themansvoicespeakingthesewordswasvaguelyfamiliar,butthewords

themselveswerejustadisconnectedsnipofdialogue,thekindofthingyouheardwhenyouwerechannel-surfing

withtheremote.TherewasnoonenamedFloydinherlife.Still,thatwasthestart.Evenbeforeshesawthelittlegirlin

theredpinafore,therewerethosedisconnectedwords.

Butitwasthelittlegirlwhobroughtitonstrong.Oh-oh,Imgettingthatfeeling,Carolsaid.

ThegirlinthepinaforewasinfrontofacountrymarketcalledCarsonsBeer,Wine,Groc,FreshBait,Lottery-

croucheddownwithherbuttbetweenheranklesandthebright-redapron-dresstuckedbetweenherthighs,playing

withadoll.Thedollwasyellow-hairedanddirtythekindthatsroundandstuffedandbonelessinthebody.

Whatfeeling?Billasked.

Youknow.TheoneyoucanonlysaywhatitisinFrench.Helpmehere.

Dejavu,hesaid.

Thatsit,shesaid,andturnedtolookatthelittlegirlonemoretime.Shellhavethedollbyoneleg,Carolthought.

Holdingitupsidedownbyonelegwithitsgrimyyellowhairhangingdown.

Butthelittlegirlhadabandonedthedollonthestoressplinterygraystepsandhadgoneovertolookatadogcaged

upinthebackofastationwagon.ThenBillandCarolSheltonwentaroundacurveintheroadandthestorewasout

ofsight.

Howmuchfarther?Carolasked.

Billlookedatherwithoneeyebrowraisedandhismouthdimpledatonecorner-lefteyebrowrightdimple,alwaysthe

same.Thelookthatsaid,YouthinkImamused,butImreallyirritatedFortheninety-trillionthorsotimeinthe

marriage,ImreallyirritatedYoudontknowthat,though,be