very word。 He looked at Hallorann； startled
and a little scared。 Hallorann winked solemnly and turned back to the food。
Wendy looked from the cook's broad； serge…clad back to her son。 She had the
oddest feeling that something had passed between them； something she could not
quite follow。
〃You got twelve packages of sausage； twelve packages of bacon；〃 Hallorann
said。 〃So much for the pig。 In this drawer； twenty pounds of butter。〃
〃Real butter？〃 Jack asked。
〃The A…number…one。〃
〃I don't think I've had real butter since I was a kid back in Berlin； New
Hampshire。〃
〃Well； you'll eat it up here until oleo seems a treat；〃 Hallorann said； and
laughed。 〃Over in this bin you got your bread — thirty loaves of white； twenty of
dark。 We try to keep racial balance at the Overlook； don't you know。 Now I know
fifty loaves won't take you through； but there's plenty of makings and fresh is
better than frozen any day of the week。
〃Down here you got your fish。 Brain food； right； doc？〃
〃Is it； Mom？〃
〃If Mr。 Hallorann says so； honey。〃 She smiled。
Danny wrinkled his nose。 〃I don't like fish。〃
〃You're dead wrong；〃 Hallorann said。 〃You just never had any fish that liked
you。 This fish here will like you fine。 Five pounds of rainbow trout； ten pounds
of turbot； fifteen cans of tuna fish — 〃
〃Oh yeah； I like tuna。〃
〃and five pounds of the sweetest…tasting sole that ever swam in the sea。 My
boy； when next spring rolls around； you're gonna thank old 。。。〃 He snapped his
fingers as if he had forgotten something。 〃What's my name； now？ I guess it just
slipped my mind。〃
〃Mr。 Hallorann；〃 Danny said； grinning。 〃Di