Caro watched and watched.
Two police cars pulling up. Four cops going down into the ditch, one awkwardly, the others fast. One soon coming back and making all kinds of calls on his scratchy system. Then more voices. And screams, a woman's screams. "Jake. My little Jakey. Oh no, not my little Jakey."
There were more people now. Jakey's mother and holding her, his father. Silently beside them stood Jake's brother, Graham, who was from Caro's grade, and holding Graham's hand was his little sister, Jeannie, tiny and wide-eyed in pink flowered pajamas. More and more people kept arriving. Car after car pulled up. Soon there had to be thirty or forty people standing near the ditch, many with flashlights.
Caro did not notice, standing alone near the edge of the crowd, almost invisible in the darkness, the quiet shape of Mr. Janoschevic’s son, Doug. So she also did not notice that he was looking where no one else was looking – a little to the side of Jake Wetherby.
While Caro didn’t notice Doug, someone else did. Fluffers. A couple of times, Fluffers looked up at Doug, looked him straight in the eye, a bit quizzical. But most of the time, all her attention was on Jake. She sat on her haunches attentively, watching and watching, as if nothing was more important than watching over Jake. She was not anxious, not upset – just very attentive, very alert.
Doug stayed far back. His eyes briefly met Fluffers’. He also watched Caro. He had seen her when she pounded on the door and his father answered. Doug had been at the top of the stairs, listening.
Caro didn’t seem to see the dog, he noticed. Doug was someone who noticed things. He had to, or he could get into trouble. It wasn’t easy, when you saw things others didn’t. And he had to notice his father’s moods. There were a lot of times it was better to keep to himself. As for Caro, Doug saw that she just watched what was happening to Jake.
No one could miss the flashes. A dark shape was moving around, taking pictures of everything and everyone.
The doctor and ambulance technicians kept at their work, putting the special brace around Jake's neck, moving him carefully, loading him onto the stretcher, strapping him down. Jake did not moan
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