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snatched her hand away at the sound. Her fingers had grown numb, but she barely noticed. “Michael? Can you hear me?” She could feel her heart thumping wildly in her chest. “Michael? Are you in pain?”
    “’Course he’s in pain,” Danny said. “You tried to kill him.”
    Maddy shot the boy a dark look. “Michael, please wake up!” she cried.
    “You better hope he doesn’t file charges against you for assault and battery.”
    “This is nothing compared to what I do to mouthy teenagers,” Maddy snapped. “Now put a sock in it.”
    Danny suddenly became quiet.
    The man had grown still again, and Maddy feared he would never wake up this time. She shook him gently. “Michael? You need to wake up,” she said firmly. Even as she said it she realized just how much she dreaded coming face-to-face with him again. Nevertheless, she had to do what was best for him. She reached out and tugged one earlobe. “Michael, wake up this minute!” she said sharply.
    “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” Danny protested.
    “I’m trying to provoke him. He hates having his ears touched.”
    “Oh, I get it.” Danny leaned close. “Open your eyes, Mike!” he shouted so loud that Maddy thought she’d jump out of her skin. “He hates being called Mike.” The man on the floor shifted and frowned. “See? It’s working.”
    “Oh, Michael,” Maddy said dramatically. “Ernest Tate has gone and made Brenner full partner. You know how much you dislike Adam Brenner. He’s going to eat your lunch, Michael. You’re going to end up working for him.”
    “You’re a crappy attorney anyway, Mike,” Danny said, his voice ringing off the cabin walls. “A real slug. You couldn’t win a case if your life depended on it.”
    Michael’s eyes twitched and fluttered open. He blinked once or twice, as if to focus. Maddy breathed a sigh of relief as consciousness began to register on his face.
    Danny was gazing at the ceiling as if looking for inspiration. He was beginning to like this game. “Man, you ain’t got squat for brains, Mike. You could put your brains on the head of a pin, and you’d still have room to park your car. And how ’bout your mama? Why she’s so ugly, she has to sneak up on a glass to get a drink of water.”
    Maddy noted the dark look on Michael’s face. “That’s enough, Danny,” she said.
    “I’m talking ugly,” Danny said. “Your mama’s so ugly she has to—” With lightning speed, the man reached up and grasped the boy by the collar of his shirt. Danny shrieked and made a gagging sound. “Aunt Maddy, he’s choking me! Make him let go.”
    “Michael, no!” Maddy tried to pull the boy free, but she was no match for the man. Danny gagged. His face was the color of fresh strawberries. “You’re hurting him, Michael!” she cried. “He’s just a kid. Let him go.”
    Michael blinked several times as though trying to understand what she was saying. Finally, he released Danny. The boy coughed and sputtered, then glared at his aunt and uncle. “Man, you guys are crazy, you know that?” He leaped to his feet. “I’m almost sorry I left home.” He stormed off toward the bedroom.
    Maddy jumped when the door slammed. She knew she was going to have to apologize, but first she had to see to Michael. He was staring at her with a strange look on his face.
    “Why am I lying on the floor?” he said.
    “You, uh, fell,” she said. “You have a big knot on your head.” She decided not to tell him the truth until he was better. “I need to put more ice on it. Do you think you can sit up?”
    Very slowly, he pushed himself into an upright position. He felt the back of his head and winced when he discovered the lump. The pain seemed to radiate through his skull. “Do you have any aspirin?”
    “Yes, of course. Let me help you up, and I’ll get it.” Holding one of his arms, she struggled to get him to his feet. He swayed, and she grabbed him around his waist to steady him. He felt