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"Hey, old buddy, you want a gin and tonic?" Bill calls from the doorway. "I sure as hell want something," Gary says. He feels worse than he did that morning. Bill steps out to the terrace, shielding his eyes with his hand, looking at gulls screaming, diving, shrieking, just off the end of the dock. "Must be a school running," he says, and starts to walk toward the commotion. Gary follows him slowly. They stop halfway up the dock. The whale is alongside the structure, the entire animal clearly visible in the quiet water. Blood is flowing from under it. The gulls wheel and scream overhead; now and then one of them dips to the surface of the water, darts up again. "I will be God damned!" Bill says in wonder. "She's going to give birth. For Christ's sake!" The whale pays no attention to the men on the dock. Now and then a long shudder passes through her, rippling from her great black head down to her tail. She is gleaming black, nine feet long, sleek; her blowhole opens and closes convulsively. She shudders; her body twists. She sinks, surfaces again. "She's in trouble," Gary says. Bill looks at him blankly. "It shouldn't take more than a minute or so. I read that somewhere. And she's bleeding too much." The stain rises in the water, spreads like a cloud. It seems to rise like smoke signals. "There must be someone who knows what to do," Gary says, staring at the helpless animal. "The university?" "It's after five, Saturday," Bill says. "The Coast Guard. I'll call them. Someone there will know." Gary stands on the dock, his hands clenched, watching the animal and the distress signals dispersing through the water. He doesn't hear the others until Shar says, "Oh, my God!" He turns to see her and Veronica staring at the whale. "They'll find someone to send," Bill says, hurrying across the yard. "It might take a while, though." The animal doesn't have a while, Gary knows. He doesn't say it. They continue to watch in horrified fascination as the ripples that are pain reactions spread throughout the animal regularly. |
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