The Boy With Penny Eyes

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by Al Sarrantonio


  But the moment passed, and Marsh and Rebecca were gone. The moon rising was still his moon, and he was filled with peace.

  Billy went into the house and climbed the stairs. For a moment he stood before the locked door. Inside, something like a raging animal screamed and threw itself futilely against the blocked window.

  Billy unlocked the door with Marsh's key and went in. He locked the door behind him. "Hello," he said. She glared at him from the farthest corner of the room, crouched like a rabid animal, her eyes the brightest of pennies and filled with depthless fear and hate. His own eyes turned from soft copper to deepest black.

  And, as he clasped her tightly to him, he looked into her face, and he heard someone, himself, say, "Me," and he watched the shock of recognition in his own eyes.

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