“frantically. Where was his backpack? “Go!” said a guard, giving him a push. Jack went. Down they marched, down the long, dark hallway. Squinty, Annie, Mustache, Jack, and Red. Down a narrow, winding staircase. Jack heard Annie shouting at the guards. “Dummies! Meanies! We didn’t do anything!” The guards laughed. They didn’t take her seriously at all. At the bottom of the stairs was a big iron door with a bar across it. Squinty pushed the bar off the door. Then he shoved at the door. It creaked open. Jack and Annie were pushed into a cold, clammy room. The fiery torch lit the dungeon. There were chains hanging from the filthy walls. Water dripped from the ceiling, making puddles on the stone floor. It was”
“Jack. “It’s a picture of these woods!”
“castle. Let’s go see.” “Wait,” said Jack. He turned more pages of the book. “I want to see what’s really going on, Jack. Not what’s in the book,” said Annie. “But look at this!” said Jack. He pointed to a picture of a big party. Men were standing by the door, playing drums and horns. He read: Fanfares were played to announce different dishes in a feast. Feasts were held in the Great Hall. “You can look at the book. I’m going to the real feast,” said Annie. “Wait,” said Jack, studying the picture. It showed boys his age carrying trays of food. Whole pigs. Pies. Peacocks with all their feathers. Peacocks? Jack wrote:”
“It was the only reason I could fight those things off. It’s because of how Scabrous used it in that experiment. I think it’s inside their bodies somehow. I told it to grow. But …” Zo shook her head. “It’s not there anymore. Now I can’t get it to respond to me at all. It might be dead.”
“Welcome to the future, she thought, surveying all this wordage and tat. All our tragedies and triumphs, our lives and deaths, our shames and joys are just stuffing for your emptiness.”
“for too easily we come to love love first and not...that from which it comes.”
“She needed a nap already, and it was not yet ten o’clock.”
“That’s okay, baby. I don’t need to know your name, just need to know how hard you like it.”
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