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59602	Walton, Bryce	The Chasm			.txt	text/plain	2695	254	96	Sal was still resting in the corner of the old warehouse by the river. young man to Sal. His ideas maybe. "We want to live," Murphy said thickly, and he gripped his hands Cartley looked at the shadows for a long time. After a while, Sal said softly, "Well, what could we try to do, Doc?" Like you said, we only have a little time left anyway. "We'll need a little time," Cartley said. "Sure," Sal said. Cartley sat down on the bank near the boat, and Sal sat down too. "The Children," Cartley said, "never had a chance to be any other way. Cartley's hands were shaking as he gripped Sal's arm. Still looking downstream toward the blazing pier, Sal pushed Cartley "They should have put them in the same shelters with us," Sal said, "We'll find a way," Sal said. "Yes, yes, honey," Sal heard Cartley say over and over.	./cache/59602.txt	./txt/59602.txt