Pet Sematary
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It is as if sleep is a pool from which emerging is more difficult than entering. When the sleeper wakes, he or she comes up by degrees, from deep sleep to light sleep to what is sometimes called “waking sleep,” a state in which the sleeper can hear sounds and will even respond to questions without being aware of it later . . . except perhaps as fragments of dream.
Louis heard the click and rattle of bones, but gradually this sound became sharper, more metallic. There was a bang. A yell. More met...allic sounds . . . something rolling? Sure, his drifting mind agreed. Roll dem bones.
He heard his daughter calling “Get it, Gage! Go get it!”
This was followed by Gage’s crow of delight, the sound to which Louis opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of his own bedroom.
He held himself perfectly still, waiting for the reality, the good reality, the blessed reality, to come home all the way.
All a dream. No matter how terrible, how real, it had all been a dream. Only a fossil in the mind under his mind.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
It is as if sleep is a pool from which emerging is more difficult than entering. When the sleeper wakes, he or she comes up by degrees, from deep sleep to light sleep to what is sometimes called “waking sleep,” a state in which the sleeper can hear sounds and will even respond to questions without being aware of it later . . . except perhaps as fragments of dream.
Louis heard the click and rattle of bones, but gradually this sound became sharper, more metallic. There was a bang. A yell. More met...allic sounds . . . something rolling? Sure, his drifting mind agreed. Roll dem bones.
He heard his daughter calling “Get it, Gage! Go get it!”
This was followed by Gage’s crow of delight, the sound to which Louis opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of his own bedroom.
He held himself perfectly still, waiting for the reality, the good reality, the blessed reality, to come home all the way.
All a dream. No matter how terrible, how real, it had all been a dream. Only a fossil in the mind under his mind.
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23He awoke at nine the next morning. Bright sunshine streamed in the bedroom’s east windows. The telephone was ringing. Louis reached up and snared it. “Hello?”
“Hi!” Rachel said. “Did I wake you up? Hope so.”
“You woke me up, you bitch,” he said, smiling.
“Ooooh, such nasty language, you bad old bear,” she said. “I tried to call you last night. Were you over at Jud’s?”
He hesitated for only the tiniest fraction of a moment.
“Yes,” he said. “Had a few beers. Norma was up at some sort of Thanksgiving supper. I thought about giving you a ring, but . . . you know.”
They chatted awhile. Rachel updated him on her family, something he could have done without, although he took a small, mean satisfaction in the news that her father’s bald spot seemed to be expanding at a faster rate.
“You want to talk to Gage?” Rachel asked.
Louis grinned. “Yeah, I guess so,” he said. “Don’t let him hang up the phone like he did the other time.”
Much rattling at the other end. Dimly he heard Rachel cajoling the kid to say hi, Daddy.
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