{"id":"01KG6FVG023KKRCJ2WAS8AYX6B","cid":"bafkreihrsqvoeqsaa33wgawyhmfta3qp5dr4a5ty6pi5ivbwij2paqihru","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":5286,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T03:41:20.747Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 9","source_file":"01KG6FT59BXAZ3C5HRJ6SW8F58","start_line":5236,"text":"zoo, I yelled over to her, \"Phoebe! I'm going in the zoo! C'mon, now!\" She wouldn't look\nat me, but I could tell she heard me, and when I started down the steps to the zoo I turned\naround and saw she was crossing the street and following me and all.\nThere weren't too many people in the zoo because it was sort of a lousy day, but\nthere were a few around the sea lions' swimming pool and all. I started to go by but old\nPhoebe stopped and made out she was watching the sea lions getting fed--a guy was\nthrowing fish at them--so I went back. I figured it was a good chance to catch up with her\nand all. I went up and sort of stood behind her and sort of put my hands on her shoulders,\nbut she bent her knees and slid out from me--she can certainly be very snotty when she\nwants to. She kept standing there while the sea lions were getting fed and I stood right\nbehind her. I didn't put my hands on her shoulders again or anything because if I had she\nreally would've beat it on me. Kids are funny. You have to watch what you're doing.\nShe wouldn't walk right next to me when we left the sea lions, but she didn't walk\ntoo far away. She sort of walked on one side of the sidewalk and I walked on the other\nside. It wasn't too gorgeous, but it was better than having her walk about a mile away\nfrom me, like before. We went up and watched the bears, on that little hill, for a while,\n\n<!-- [Page 113](arke:01KG6FJ3DV570A12PWS401QGXV) -->\nbut there wasn't much to watch. Only one of the bears was out, the polar bear. The other\none, the brown one, was in his goddam cave and wouldn't come out. All you could see\nwas his rear end. There was a little kid standing next to me, with a cowboy hat on\npractically over his ears, and he kept telling his father, \"Make him come out, Daddy.\nMake him come out.\" I looked at old Phoebe, but she wouldn't laugh. You know kids\nwhen they're sore at you. They won't laugh or anything.\nAfter we left the bears, we left the zoo and crossed over this little street in the\npark, and then we went through one of those little tunnels that always smell from\nsomebody's taking a leak. It was on the way to the carrousel. Old Phoebe still wouldn't\ntalk to me or anything, but she was sort of walking next to me now. I took a hold of the\nbelt at the back of her coat, just for the hell of it, but she wouldn't let me. She said, \"Keep\nyour hands to yourself, if you don't mind.\" She was still sore at me. But not as sore as she\nwas before. Anyway, we kept getting closer and closer to the carrousel and you could\nstart to hear that nutty music it always plays. It was playing \"Oh, Marie!\" It played that\nsame song about fifty years ago when I was a little kid. That's one nice thing about\ncarrousels, they always play the same songs.\n\"I thought the carrousel was closed in the wintertime,\" old Phoebe said. It was the\nfirst time she practically said anything. She probably forgot she was supposed to be sore\nat me.\n\"Maybe because it's around Christmas,\" I said.\nShe didn't say anything when I said that. She probably remembered she was\nsupposed to be sore at me.\n\"Do you want to go for a ride on it?\" I said. I knew she probably did. When she\nwas a tiny little kid, and Allie and D.B. and I used to go to the park with her, she was\nmad about the carrousel. You couldn't get her off the goddam thing.\n\"I'm too big.\" she said. I thought she wasn't going to answer me, but she did.\n\"No, you're not. Go on. I'll wait for ya. Go on,\" I said. We were right there then.\nThere were a few kids riding on it, mostly very little kids, and a few parents were waiting\naround outside, sitting on the benches and all. What I did was, I went up to the window\nwhere they sell the tickets and bought old Phoebe a ticket. Then I gave it to her. She was\nstanding right next to me. \"Here,\" I said. \"Wait a second--take the rest of your dough,\ntoo.\" I started giving her the rest of the dough she'd lent me.\n\"You keep it. Keep it for me,\" she said. Then she said right afterward--\"Please.\"","title":"Chunk 9"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG6FV1MXSJGSEB5SJM280689","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG6FT59BXAZ3C5HRJ6SW8F58","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KFF1K6A8V452X8SQKY55DD16","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG6FVG02Q09J805C01C0TQ3P","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG6FVG01Q6WN1VDM5RC0JVD9","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T03:41:22.306Z","ts":"2026-01-30T03:41:32.919Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}