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growl of the tiger, pacing behind the bars, waiting its turn.

The drumroll never stopped. The clown rode in tighter and tighter circles, faster and faster. The wheels
of the bike began to scream. The crowd shouted for more. тАЬStop it,тАЭ Nita yelled. тАЬStop it! CanтАЩt you see
itтАЩs killing him?тАЭ

тАЬAs often as possible,тАЭ growled the tiger. тАЬAnd never often enough.тАЭ

The crowd roared louder. тАЬStop it!тАЭ Nita shouted back, but now they were drowning her out, too. тАЬStop
it!тАЭ

тАЬSTOP!тАЭ




She was sitting up in the dark, alone. It took her a ragged three or four breaths to realize she was in her
own room, in bed, and that her own shout had awakened her.

Nita sat still for a few moments, praying that she wouldnтАЩt hear anyone coming to find out if she was
okay. She wasnтАЩt, but she still hoped no one would respond. There wasnтАЩt anyone in the house whoтАЩd
been sleeping well for a while now.

She stayed still for a long time. Mercifully, no one showed up, and Nita began to relax, realizing that she
might have expected this outcome if sheтАЩd really thought about it. Dairine, when she slept these days,
slept hard, in utter exhaustion. Their dad lately had been doing much the same, a change from the
previous month, when he had hardly slept at all. It didnтАЩt take a wizard to figure out that heтАЩd been
afraid to fall asleep, because of who he would, again and again, not find beside him when he woke up.
Finally his body had overruled that kind of behavior and now was trying to sleep too much, to not wake
up at all, if possible. The reasons were the same, and just thinking of them made Nita want to cry all
over again.

She lay back against the pillows and let her breath out at the thought of the dream. ItтАЩs just me, she
thought. She hated to describe it any further, for the next line of explanation would have been, Since
MomтАФ And she refused to blame her mother for it; her mom now had nothing further to do with pain. It
was NitaтАЩs own pain that made her nights so awful. The shrink at school, the counselor at the hospital,
both told her the same thing: тАЬGrief takes time. The pain discharges in a lot of different ways, in old
repeated patterns, weird symbolic images, mental unrest. Try to stop it, and it just takes longer. Let it
take its own time; let it go at its own speed.тАЭ

Like I have a choice, Nita thought bitterly. She could have used wizardry to combat the sleep
disturbances, but the manual had told her plainly that this would be counterproductive. Easing othersтАЩ
pain is one thing; willfully trying to avoid experiencing oneтАЩs own is another, and has its own price, too

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high for the intelligent wizard to pay. It was smarter to let the hurt discharge naturally, without