highschool.Letmethink.HernameisBlake,EileenBlake.Andshedrememberthegrandfather.Helivedtillhewasahundred,andsheusedtotalkaboutthatcrazyoldmanallthetime."Givingup,sheheadedforthestaircase.

    "Gustav?"Ishoutedafterher.

    Shelookedoverhershoulder,schedupherface,foundthenameinhermemory."No,no...Joe.CrazyJoeUngerlandisBriansgrandfather.Ofcourse,theyreallcrazyinthatfamily,eveher."

    "AreyousurewerenottalkingaboutGustavUngerland?"

    "ImgoingtostartcallingyouCrazyHenryDay...Youcouldhaveaskedmeallaboutthis.Look,ifyouresoied,whydontyougotallBriansmother?EileenBlake."Atthetopofthestairs,sheleanedovertherailing,herlongblondehairfallinglikeRapunzels."Itssweetyouweresojealous,butyouhavenothingtoworryabout."Sheflashedhercrookedsmile.mlsetfreemyworries."TelltheoldgirlIsaidhello."

    Buriedtohernefallenleaves,shestaredstraightaheadwithoutblinking,ahirdtimeIpassedherIrealizedshewasadoll.Anotherhadbeenlashedwitharedjumpropetoatreetrunknearby,anddismemberedarmsandlegspokedupatoddanglesfromthelong,unmowedgrass.Attheendofastrioachokecherrylimb,aheadhungandrotatedinthebreeze,andtheheadlessbodywasstuffedintothemailbox,anticipatingSaturdayspostmaermindsbehindthismayhemgiggledfromtheporchwhenIstoppedthefrontoftheirhouse,buttheylookedalmostcatatonicasIwalkedupthesidewalk.

    "yougirlshelpme?Iseemtobelost,"Isaidfromthebottomstep.Theirldrapedaprotectivearmacrosshersistersshoulder.

    "Isyourmomm