You'll lie there on your back.

Yes, you'll lie there, thinking about what your wife said to you. She told you not to scold the neighbor boy again.

"Let him catch frogs in our garden, Jim. I don't mind if he steps on the petunias, really. I... I can always plant new ones!"

She was afraid of the neighbor boy. A little boy! You laughed, didn't you?

Yes, you laughed, and as you lie there on your broken back, you'll think about the last thing you said to her before you stepped outside.

"What's he gonna do, Nora? Knock me down with his little shovel and bury me alive?"

Little boys repeat everything they hear, Jim. You knew that.

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That's right... it's a BOY. This is a special thing, as the boy was modeled after a friend's son, whose name is Mack. Mack's going to take over the world like Genevieve someday. Don't say I didn't warn you.