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Brian-н we depend on you. Things happen to people who still talk about the old
ways, Roger. Things so bad that no one speaks of them." She stared at him and
her expression was a complicated mix of fear and anger. "Don't bring that kind
of talk into this house ever again."
Roger opened his mouth, then shut it and turned back to the television. Five
minutes ago there had been something he thought he should share with her; now he
knew the words would most likely remain forever unspoken. He was suddenly afraid
to look at her, afraid her love and terror would pull his secrets unwillingly
from his thoughts..
A different anchorperson was on now, another woman. She was young and black and
her face was unlined; Roger thought she looked as if she'd never had to solve a
problem of her own. Her practiced voice rolled out of the television in stereo
and flowed around them almost hypnotically.
"On a local matter the City Police have discovered the makings of a small print
shop in the basement of one of our own junior high schools. School officials at
Folcott Intermediary School told police that a student tipped them to the
location of the press and the identity of a Folcott social studies teacher who
has, according to the student, published an "underground" newspaper from this
basement location for several months. The student, who will remain unidentified
due to age restrictions, even supplied the law enforcement agency with a copy of
the publication that he said has been circulating for some time in the school.
The dissident newspaper, which calls itself Return to Freedom, is packed with
propaganda and articles which claim that the New Age Commonwealth continuously
withholds and/or alters information which the editor of Return to Freedom feels
is pertinent to the people of the United States. Local officials have turned the
matter over to the Federal Bureau of Administration, and here live to comment on
these allegations is Virgil Thayer, Director of the FBA."
The hold the newscaster's voice had been maintaining over Roger abruptly broke.
"What!" he gasped, jerking forward.
On the television the young woman turned slightly to her left and tilted her
head upwards; in the corner of the television screen a mini-box appeared showing
a coolly groomed middle-aged man with a bland face. "Director Thayer," said the
anchorwoman, "what kind of publication is Return to Freedom, and why has the FBA
become involved in this matter?"
Oh my God, Roger thought frantically. He sensed Miriam looking at him
quizzically but he couldn't risk eye contact with his wife right now, not yet.
MY GOD MY GODMYGODнн
"--involved because of the highly sensitive nature of the statements made in
this newspaper, which statements are entirely false and considered detrimental
to the New Age Commonwealth." The mini-picture expanded to fill the screen as
Virgil Thayer stretched his lips into a small, calm smile. Roger felt a lump
grow in his throat until it threatened to cut off his air. "But you can rest
assured that the party responsible is being placed in custody at this very
moment."
Somebody was pounding on Roger's front door.



The two officers sent to arrest Roger allowed him just under three minutes, time
only to throw on a jacket, quickly kiss Miriam and hold his son for one terribly