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"
I
don
’
t
think
I
’
ve
had
real
butter
since
I
was
a
kid
back
in
Berlin
,
New
Hampshire
.
"
"
Well
,
you
’
ll
eat
it
up
here
until
oleo
seems
a
treat
,
"
Hallorann
said
,
and
laughed
.
"
Over
in
this
bin
you
got
your
bread
-
thirty
loaves
of
white
,
twenty
of
dark
.
We
try
to
keep
racial
balance
at
the
Overlook
,
don
’
t
you
know
.
Now
I
know
fifty
loaves
won
’
t
take
you
through
,
but
there
’
s
plenty
of
makings
and
fresh
is
better
than
frozen
any
day
of
the
week
.
"
Down
here
you
got
your
fish
.
Brain
food
,
right
,
doe
?
"
"
Is
it
,
Mom
?
"
"
If
Mr
.
Hallorann
says
so
,
honey
.
"
She
smiled
.
Danny
wrinkled
his
nose
.
"
I
don
’
t
like
fish
.
"
"
You
’
re
dead
wrong
,
"
Hallorann
said
.
"
You
just
never
had
any
fish
that
liked
you
.
This
fish
here
will
like
you
fine
.
Five
pounds
of
rainbow
trout
,
ten
pounds
of
turbot
,
fifteen
cans
of
tuna
fish
-
"
"
Oh
yeah
,
I
like
tuna
.
"
"
and
five
pounds
of
the
sweetest
-
tasting
sole
that
ever
swam
in
the
sea
.
My
boy
,
when
next
spring
rolls
around
,
you
’
re
gonna
thank
old
…
"
He
snapped
his
fingers
as
if
he
had
forgotten
something
.
"
What
’
s
my
name
,
now
?
I
guess
it
just
slipped
my
mind
.
"
