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someone standing there. She knew right away who it was . Her daughter, Becky.
    Jane felt her heartbeat pick up. And she felt an overwhelming urge to scream. But she knew that Adam would hear her and she didn't want to startle him. She didn't want to bring any more attention to herself than she already had.
    Her daughter kept looking at her. Jane stared back. She couldn't take her eyes away, no matter how much she wanted to.
    Her daughter smiled, a bright set of teeth appearing between her blood red lips. Then she started to wave. Her head move from side to side, following the movement of her hand. Back and forth.
    Jane tried to look away again, but couldn't.
    The little girl started to laugh, her shoulders jerking up and down. Then she slammed her face against the window. Jane heard the thud and saw blood appear on her daughter's forehead.
    She hit her head again. And again.
    Becky's laughter grew louder.

Chapter 10
    Adam came up behind Jane and noticed that she was staring at something in the school. He couldn't make out what it was.
    "Jane," he said. She didn't respond. "Jane?"
    When he touched her shoulder, she jerked around. A look of terror crossed her face. And he knew it had more to do with him surprising her.
    "Jane, what is it?" he asked. It was time to get things out into the open. He had been putting it off long enough. "Tell me."
    Jane started to speak. "It's...it's..." She turned her head to look back at the window.
    Adam could see that the window was empty. "Jane?"
    "It's nothing…I…I was just thinking."
    "About what?"
    "It's nothing," she said, nearly shouting over her shoulder.
    "Jane!" Adam wanted to shake her. Something was wrong. She needed to talk about it. "Tell me already!"
    She turned to him. "I…I…" She lowered her eyes. "It's nothing. Honest."
    Honest? She was being anything but.
    "I wish you'd talk to me," he said.
    Her eyes came back up to meet his own. For a moment, he thought that she was going to tell him the matter. Instead, she forced herself to smile. There wasn’t any happiness in it.
    "I'm just being silly." Her voice trailed off. "A silly goose."
    A silly goose ? "Jane, please."
    "I'm okay, Adam. Honest."
    There is was again : hones t . Yet, if she didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't make her.
    "All right," he said. "I won't bother you any more with it. Let's just go upstairs."
    Fear came back into Jane's eyes. "Upstairs? Why?"
    "To get the other bodies."
    The other bodie s . Jane had forgotten about those. "We could do it tomorrow," she said.
    "I thought you wanted all of the bodies out of the school."
    "I did…I mean, I d o . But I'd rather do it tomorrow."
    "Fine," Adam said. "We can do it tomorrow. Let's get back to the library to see how everyone's doing. Hopefully they have the place cleaned up by now. I don't want to do any more work."
    Jane laughed at his joke, but as with her smile Adam didn't think there was any happiness in it.

Chapter 11
    Adam stood on the roof of the school. He had found a ladder leading to it in a supply closet next to the staircase. Claire and Shelly were there too. The others had chosen to stay downstairs. They were tired after walking. And after cleaning.
    He went to the edge and looked out over the land that stretched out behind the building. The sun had recently set and darkened the line of trees before him . The bodies were lying out there at its base of them , he thought. He was glad he couldn't see them.
    "Looks beautiful," Claire said, coming up behind him.
    At first, he thought she was talking about the pile of bodies, then realized that that couldn't be the case. She didn’t know what he was thinking. She was talking about the sunset, talking about the landscape.
    In the dull red light, he wanted to say that she looked beautiful too, but he had already made that mistake before. He didn't want to sound any more ridiculous than he already had.
    "It is," he agreed.
    There wasn't much conviction in his voice. His thoughts had shifted