it was the way her son looked when there was something on the TV that
particularly fascinated him； or when he and his father were playing old maid or
idiot cribbage。 Jack； who was still looking around for Ullman； hadn't noticed。
Wendy kept silent； watching Hallorann's car nervously； wondering what they could
possibly be talking about that would make Danny cock his head that way。
In the car Hallorann was saying： 〃Get you kinda lonely； thinkin you were the
only one？〃
Danny； who had been frightened as well as lonely sometimes； nodded。 〃Am I the
only one you ever met？〃 he asked。
Hallorann laughed and shook his head。 〃No； child； no。 But you shine the
hardest。〃
〃Are there lots； then？〃
〃No；〃 Hallorann said； 〃but you do run across them。 A lot of folks； they got a
little bit of shine to them。 They don't even know it。 But they always seem to
show up with flowers when their wives are feelin blue with the monthlies； they
do good on school tests they don't even study for； they got a good idea how
people are feelin as soon as they walk into a room。 I e across fifty or sixty
like that。 But maybe only a dozen； countin my gram； that knew they was shinin。〃
〃Wow；〃 Danny said； and thought about it。 Then： 〃Do you know Mrs。 Brant？〃
〃Her？〃 Hallorann asked scornfully。 〃She don't shine。 Just sends her supper
back two…three times every night。〃
〃I know she doesn't；〃 Danny said earnestly。 〃But do you know the man in the
gray uniform that gets the cars？〃
〃Mike？ Sure； I know Mike。 What about him？〃
〃Mr。 Hallorann； why would she want his pants？〃
〃What are you talking about； boy？〃
〃Well； when she was watching him； she was thinking she would sure like to get
into his pants and I just wondered why — 〃
But he got no further。 Hallorann had thrown his head back； and rich； dark
laughter issued from his chest； rolling around in the car like cannonfire。 The
seat shook with the force of it。 Danny smiled； puzzled； and at last the storm
subsided by fits and starts。 Hallorann produced a large silk handkerchief from
his breast pocket like a white flag of surrender and wiped his streaming eyes。
〃Boy；〃 he said； still snorting a little； 〃you are gonna know everything there
is to know about the human condition before you make ten。 I dunno if to envy you
or not。〃
〃But Mrs。 Brant — 〃
〃You never mind her；〃 he said。 〃And don't go askin your mom； either。 You'd
only upset her； dig what I'm sayin？〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 Danny said。 He dug it perfectly well。 He had upset his mother that
way in the past。
〃That Mrs。 Brant is just a dirty old woman with an itch； that's all you have
to know。〃 He looked at Danny speculatively。 〃How hard can you hit； doc？〃
〃Huh？〃
〃Give me a blast。 Think at me。 I want to know if you got as much as I think
you do。〃
〃What do you want me to think？〃
〃Anything。 Just think it hard。〃
〃Okay；〃 Danny said。 He considered it for a moment； then gathered his
concentration and flung it out at Hallorann。 He had never done anything
precisely like this before； and at the last instant some instinctive part of him
rose up and blunted some of the thought's raw force…he didn't want to hurt Mr。
Hallorann。 Still the thought arrowed out of him with a force he never would have
believed。 It went like a Nolan Ryan fastball with a little extra on it。
（Gee I hope I don't hurt him）
And the thought was：
（！！！ HI； DICK！！！）
Hallorann winced and jerked backward on the seat。 His teeth came together
with a hard click； drawing blood from his lower lip in a thin trickle。 His hands
flew up involuntarily from his lap to the level of his chest and then settled
back again。 For a moment his eyelids fluttered limply； with no conscious
control； and Danny was frightened。
〃Mr。 Hallorann？ Dick？ Are you okay？〃
〃I don't know；〃 Hallorann said； and laughed weakly。 〃I honest to God don't。 My
God； boy； you're a pistol。〃
〃I'm sorry；〃 Danny said； more alarmed。 〃Should I get my daddy？ I'll run and
get him。〃
〃No； here I e。 I'm okay； Danny。 You just sit right there。 I feel a little
scrambled； that's all。〃
〃I didn't go as hard as I could；〃 Danny confessed。 〃I was scared to； at the
last minute。〃
〃Probably my good luck you did 。。。 my brains would be leakin out my ears。〃
He saw the alarm on Danny's face and smiled。 〃No harm done。 What did it feel
like to you？〃
〃Like I was Nolan Ryan throwing a fastball；〃 he replied promptly。
〃You like baseball； do you？〃 Hallorann was rubbing his temples gingerly。
〃Daddy and me like the Angels；〃 Danny said。 〃The Red Sox in the American
League East and the Angels in the West。 We saw the Red Sox against Cincinnati in
the World Series。 I was a lot littler then。 And Daddy was 。。。〃 Danny's face
went dark and troubled。
〃Was what； Dan？〃
〃I forget；〃 Danny said。 He started to put his thumb in his mouth to suck it；
but that was a baby trick。 He put his hand back in his lap。
〃Can you tell what your mom and dad are thinking； Danny？〃 Hallorann was
watching him closely。
〃Most times； if I want to。 But usually I don't try。〃
〃Why not？〃
〃Well 。。。〃 he paused a moment； troubled。 〃It would be like peeking into the
bedroom and watching while they're doing the thing that makes babies。 Do you
know that thing？〃
〃I have had acquaintance with it；〃 Hallorann said gravely。
〃They wouldn't like that。 And they wouldn't like me peeking at their thinks。
It would be dirty。〃
〃I see。〃
〃But I know how they're feeling；〃 Danny said。 〃I can't help that。 I know how
you're feeling； too。 I hurt you。 I'm sorry。〃
〃It's just a headache。 I've had hangovers that were worse。 Can you read other
people； Danny？〃
〃I can't read yet at all；〃 Danny said； 〃except a few words。 But Daddy's going
to teach me this winter。 My daddy used to teach reading and writing in a big
school。 Mostly writing； but he knows reading； too。〃
〃I mean； can you tell what anybody is thinking？〃
Danny thought about it。
〃I can if it's loud；〃 he said finally。 〃Like Mrs。 Brant and the pants。 Or like
once； when me and Mommy were in this big store to get me some shoes； there was
this big kid looking at radios； and he was thinking about taking one without
buying it。 Then he'd think； what if I get caught？ Then he'd think； I really want
it。 Then he'd think about getting caught again。 He was making himself sick about
it； and he was making me sick。 Mommy was talking to the man who sells the shoes
so I went over and said； ‘Kid； don't take that radio。 Go away。' And he got
really scared。 He went away fast。〃
Hallorann was grinning broadly。 〃I bet he did。 Can you do anything else；
Danny？ Is it only thoughts and feelings； or is there more？〃
Cautiously： 〃Is there more for you？〃
〃Sometimes；〃 Hallorann said。 〃Not often。 Sometimes 。。。 sometimes there are
dreams。 Do you dream； Danny？〃
〃Sometimes；〃 Danny said； 〃I dream when I'm awake。 After Tony es。〃 His thumb
wanted to go into his mouth again。 He had never told anyone but Mommy and Daddy
about Tony。 He made his thumb…sucking hand go back into his lap。
〃Who's Tony？〃
And suddenly Danny had one of those flashes of understanding that frightened
him most of all； it was like a sudden glimpse of some inprehensible machine
that might be safe or might be deadly dangerous。 He was too young to know which。
He was too young to understand。
〃What's wrong？〃 he cried。 〃You're asking me all this because you're worried；
aren't you？ Why are you worried about me？ Why are you worried about us？〃
Hallorann put his large dark hands on the small boy's shoulders。 〃Stop；〃 he
said。 〃It's probably nothin。 But if it is somethin 。。。 well； you've got a large
thing in your head； Danny。 You'll have to do a lot of growin yet before you
catch up to it； I guess。 You got to be brave about it。〃
〃But I don't understand things！〃 Danny burst out。 〃I do but I don't！ People 。。。 they feel things and I
feel them； but I don't know what I'm feeling！〃 He
looked down at his lap wretchedly。 〃I wish I could read。 Sometimes Tony shows me
signs and I can hardly read any of them。〃
〃Who's Tony？〃 Hallorann asked again。
〃Mommy and Daddy call him my ‘invisible playmate； '〃 Danny said； reciting the
words carefully。 〃But he's really real。 At least； I think he is。 Sometimes； when
I try real hard to understand things； he es。 He says； 'Danny； I want to show
you something。' And it's like I pass out。 Only 。。。 there are dreams； like you
said。〃 He looked at Hallorann and swallowed。 〃They used to be nice。 But now 。。。 I can't remember
the word for dreams that scare you and make you cry。〃
〃Nightmares？〃 Hallorann asked。
〃Yes。 That's right。 Nightmares。〃
〃About this place？ About the Overlook？〃
Danny looked down at his thumb…sucking hand again。 〃Yes；〃 he whispered。 Then
he spoke shrilly； looking up into Hallorann's face： 〃But I can't tell my daddy；
and you can't； either！ He has to have this job because it's the only one Uncle
Al could get for him and he has to finish his play or he might start doing the
Bad Thing again and I know what that is； it's getting drunk； that's what it is；
it's when he used to always be drunk and that was a Bad Thing to do！〃 He
stopped； on the verge of tears。
〃Shh；〃 Hallorann said； and pulled Danny's face against the rough serge of his
jacket。 It smelled faintly of mothballs。 〃That's all right； son。 And if that
thumb likes your mouth； let it go where it wants。〃 But his face was troubled。
He said： 〃What you got； son； I call it shinin on； the Bible calls it having
visions； and there's scientists that call it precognition。 I've read up on it；
son。 I've studied on it。 They all mean seeing the future。 Do you understand
that？〃
Danny nodded against Hallorann's coat。
〃I remember the strongest shine I ever had that way 。。。 I'm not liable to
forget。 It was 1955。 I was still in the Army then； stationed overseas in West
Germany。 It was an hour before supper； and I was standin by the sink； givin one
of the KPs hell for takin too much of the potato along with the peel。 I says；
'Here； lemme show you how that's d