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Show -143 FOUR A fish jumped, a frog croaked sadly, a bird flew across the river with a soft clop-clop of wings; I opened my eyes. I was deeply worried about Carlo-I-didn't want to lose the kid. Morgan was asleep beside me. I'd proposed this picnic as a day off from family troubles; instead it had turned into a time of brooding-I became moody and silent and Morgan got angry and went to sleep. I had always loved Carlo, since he was born, above anyone else in the family; the thought that h© might be genuinely crazy was more than I could stand. But I knew now that behind all his grinning |