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Show 84 got a toy of his from home. And just before they rolled the cameras, they took it away from him." Mrs. Green smiled, intrigued. "That is funny. You never know, it all seemed so natural. I never gave it a second thought, that that wasn't what he was crying about. It makes you wonder." "Well, it seemed to work for everybody." "It sure did. But it makes you wonder. What goes into something like that. Roger said you love to go to the movies. I can see why now." Sharon was suddenly afraid that she would ask about the movie last Saturday night. She and Roger had again left early to park-as they had been doing with increased regularity. Did Mrs. Green know that? A tightness seized her chest. What if Roger had let something slip? If Mrs. Green said anything, Sharon thought, she would die from embarrassment. She would curl up right here on the floor and die. From the front doorway again came Katie's voice, every word audible. She was discussing the missile crisis. "What do you think of all this Cuban stuff?" Mrs. Green said. "I don't know." Sharon said, concealing her relief that the subject had been changed, "It's frightening." "It's stupid!" Mrs. Green said with sudden force, "it's all so stupid!" She paused a moment, catching herself. But in her eyes the fear-underlying the anger-had been exposed. She closed over it, shutting herself up like a clam. And sighing, she said, "I guess it's all out of our hands anyway." "Yes. I guess so." Now that she had seen that fear in Mrs. Green, she suddenly wanted to tell her of her own strange, fearful |
