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around the time she would begin to show, even with her clothes on. In a way, it was a relief. That much accomplished, Jonas popped one bird beneath the strawtick pillow of each boy. “Yes, but how did she know? For she never leaves the Cöos, or so Susan has told me.

Olive had written it, listlessly and without questions, when Susan asked. Then that one and the one on the right were gone, darkened away somehow by the power of the glass, leaving only the one in the middle. Susannah had propped herself on one hand—Jake thought she looked a little like the woman in this Andrew Wyeth painting he liked, Christina’s World—and was examining the chair with some wonder. Caught and whirled in the grip of that pink storm, they flew over the Wizard’s Rainbow to the Gilead that had been.