ny slid under the covers。 He seemed very small。
〃Are you sure you're okay； Danny？〃
〃I'm okay。 Just plug in Snoopy； Mom。〃
〃Sure。〃
She plugged in the night light； which showed Snoopy lying fast asleep on top
of his doghouse。 He had never wanted a night light until they moved into the
Overlook； and then he had specifically requested one。 She turned off the lamp
and the overhead and looked back at them； the small white circle of Danny's
face； and Jack's above it。 She hesitated a moment
（and then I went through the mirror）
and then left them quietly。
〃You sleepy？〃 Jack asked； brushing Danny's hair off his forehead。
〃Yeah。〃
〃Want a drink of water？〃
〃No。。。〃
There was silence for five minutes。 Danny was still beneath his hand。 Thinking
the boy had dropped off； he was about to get up and leave quietly when Danny
said from the brink of sleep：
〃Roque。”
Jack turned back； all zero at the bone。
〃Danny — ？〃
〃You'd never hurt Mommy； would you； Daddy？〃
〃No。〃
〃Or me？〃
〃No。〃
Silence again； spinning out。
〃Daddy？〃
〃What？〃
〃Tony came and told me about roque。〃
〃Did he； doc？ What did he say？〃
〃I don't remember much。 Except he said it was in innings。 Like baseball。 Isn't
that funny？〃
〃Yes。〃 Jack's heart was thudding dully in his chest。 How could the boy
possibly know a thing like that？ Roque was played by innings； not like baseball
but like cricket。
〃Daddy 。。。 ？〃 He was almost asleep now。
〃What？〃
〃What's redrum？〃
〃Red drum？ Sounds like something an Indian might take on the warpath。〃
Silence。
〃Hey； doc？〃
But Danny