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Billowed a sand-fine sheet of snow in after him. 'Close the door!' Tookey roars at him. 'Was you born in a barn?' I've never seen a man who looked that scared. He was like a horse that's spent an afternoon eating fire nettles. His eyes rolled towards Tookey and he said. prozac 40mg "I would have killed you stone dead. " III "My enemy is still here " said the Jaff. Tommy-Ray had led him along a path unknown to any but the children of the Grove which took them round the back of the Hill to a giddy vantage point. It was too rocky for a trysting place and too unstable to be built upon but it gave those who troubled to climb so high an unsurpassed view over Laureltree and Windbluff. There they stood Tommy-Ray and his father taking in the sights. There were no stars overhead; and barely any lights burning in the houses below. Clouds dulled the sky; sleep the town. Untroubled by witnesses father and son stood and talked. ! "Who is your enemy?" Tommy-Ray said. "Tell me and I'll tear his throat out for you. " "I doubt he'd allow that. " "Don't be sarcastic " Tommy-Ray said. "I'm not dumb you know. I know when you're treating me like a kid. I'm not a kid. " "You'll have to prove that to me. " "I will. I'm not afraid of anything. " "We'll see about that. " "Are you trying to frighten me?" "No. Merely prepare you. " "For what? Your enemy? Just tell me what he's like. " "His name is Fletcher. He and I were partners before you were born. But he cheated me. Or at least he tried to. " "What was your business?" "Ah!" The Jaff laughed a sound Tommy-Ray had heard many times now and liked more each time he heard it. The man had a sense of humor even if Tommy-Rayâ€"as nowâ€" didn't quite get the gag. "Our business?" said the Jaff. "It was in essence the getting of power. More specifically one particular power. It's called the Art and with it I will be able to step into the dreams of America. " "Are you kid! ding me?" "Not all the dreams. Just the important ones. You see Tommy-Ray I'm an explorer. " "Yeah?" "Yeah. Only what's left to explore outside in the world? Not much. A few pockets of desert; a rain-forestâ€"" "Space " Tommy-Ray suggested glancing up. "More desert and a lot of nothing between " the Jaff said. "No the real mysteryâ€"the only mysteryâ€"is inside our heads. And I'm going to get to it. " "You don't mean like a shrink do you? You mean being there somehow. " "That's right. " "And the Art is the way in?" "Right again. " "But you said it's just dreams. We all dream. You can get in there any time you like just by falling asleep. " "Most dreams are just juggling acts. Folks picking up their memories and trying to put them in some kind of order. But there's another kind of dream Tommy-Ray. It's a dream of what it means to be born and fall. fsef5e4e485e844u4jj4dzjsjdn