stings。 Now all they saw was a
dotting of small holes； as if his palm and fingers had been sprinkled with
grains of red pepper。 The swelling was bad。 His hand had begun to look like one
of those cartoon images where Bugs Bunny or Daffy Duck had just slammed himself
with a hammer。
〃Wendy； go get that spray stuff in the bathroom；〃 he said。
She went after it； and he sat down next to Danny and slipped an arm around his
shoulders。
〃After we spray your hand； I want to take some Polaroids of it； doc。 Then you
sleep the rest of the night with us； Tay？〃
〃Sure；〃 Danny said。 〃But why are you going to take pictures？〃
〃So maybe we can sue the ass out of some people。〃
Wendy came back with a spray tube in the shape of a chemical fire
extinguisher。
〃This won't hurt； honey；〃 she said； taking off the cap。
Danny held out his hand and she sprayed both sides until it gleamed。 He let
out a long； shuddery sigh。
〃Does it smart？〃 she asked。
〃No。 Feels better。〃
〃Now these。 Crunch them up。〃 She held out five orangeflavored baby aspirin。
Danny took them and popped them into his mouth one by one。
〃Isn't that a lot of aspirin？〃 Jack asked。
〃It's a lot of stings；〃 she snapped at him angrily。 〃You go and get rid of
that nest； John Torrance。 Right now。〃
〃Just a minute。〃
He went to the dresser and took his Polaroid Square Shooter out of the top
drawer。 He rummaged deeper and found some flashcubes。
〃Jack； what are you doing？〃 she asked； a little hysterically。
〃He's gonna take some pictures of my hand；〃 Danny said gravely； 〃and then
we're gonna sue the ass out of some people。 Right； Dad？〃
〃Right；〃 J