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The
playground
was
beyond
the
topiary
.
Two
slides
,
a
big
swing
set
with
half
a
dozen
swings
set
at
varying
heights
,
a
jungle
gym
,
a
tunnel
made
of
cement
rings
,
a
sandbox
,
and
a
playhouse
that
was
an
exact
replica
of
the
Overlook
itself
.
"
Do
you
like
it
,
Danny
?
"
Wendy
asked
.
"
I
sure
do
,
"
he
said
,
hoping
he
sounded
more
enthused
than
he
felt
.
"
It
’
s
neat
.
"
Beyond
the
playground
there
was
an
inconspicuous
chain
link
security
fence
,
beyond
that
the
wide
,
macadamized
drive
that
led
up
to
the
hotel
,
and
beyond
that
the
valley
itself
,
dropping
away
into
the
bright
blue
haze
of
afternoon
.
Danny
didn
’
t
know
the
word
isolation
,
but
if
someone
had
explained
it
to
him
he
would
have
seized
on
it
.
Far
below
,
lying
in
the
sun
like
a
long
black
snake
that
had
decided
to
snooze
for
a
while
,
was
the
road
that
led
back
through
Sidewinder
Pass
and
eventually
to
Boulder
.
The
road
that
would
be
closed
all
winter
long
.
He
felt
a
little
suffocated
at
the
thought
,
and
almost
jumped
when
Daddy
dropped
his
hand
on
his
shoulder
.
"
I
’
ll
get
you
that
drink
as
soon
as
I
can
,
doc
.
They
’
re
a
little
busy
right
now
.
"
"
Sure
,
Dad
.
"
Mrs
.
Brant
came
out
of
the
inner
office
looking
vindicated
.
A
few
moments
later
two
bellboys
,
struggling
with
eight
suitcases
between
them
,
followed
her
as
best
they
could
as
she
strode
triumphantly
out
the
door
.
Danny
watched
through
the
window
as
a
man
in
a
gray
uniform
and
a
hat
like
a
captain
in
the
Army
brought
her
long
silver
car
around
to
the
door
and
got
out
.
He
tipped
his
cap
to
her
and
ran
around
to
open
the
trunk
.
And
in
one
of
those
flashes
that
sometimes
came
,
he
got
a
complete
thought
from
her
,
one
that
floated
above
the
confused
,
low
-
pitched
babble
of
emotions
and
colors
that
he
usually
got
in
crowded
places
.
(
i
’
d
like
to
get
into
his
pants
)
