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"Would it be too much trouble if we stay the night?" asked Eleanor.
Of course, it's trouble, but I ain't gonna say that. "Camp out by the windbreak, if you want," I said. "There's wood for cooking around the side of the house. Just keep your kids away from the windows."
"Why?" Jane said.
Eleanor said, "Smart."
"You know what they are then," I said.
She nodded, but Jane said, "No."
So I said, "Dig a hole and plant some sharp stakes in it, then hide it under a flap of grass. Anybody steps in one's in a heap of trouble. Keeps people from crawling in your windows."
"Did you dip them?" Eleanor asked.
"Dip them?" Jane said and her sister turned to her.
"The sharp ends, in s**t."
Thought this Jane might be verging on a heart attack then, the way her pudgy face turned red.
I said, "Anybody gets away, dies of infection later."
"Nobody's gotten away yet, Eli," Sarah said, and earned Jane's wide-eyed stare.
I had to grin. "No, they haven't, Sarah."