The thing seems
to break down every couple minutes He cracked a
wry smile"Of course, I hear we might run out of light
bulbs before that, and then it won't matter if the
generator works or not
Running out of light bulbs, running out of power,
running out of time--disaster was right around the
cornerThat's what Doon was thinking about when he
stopped outside the Gathering Hall on his way home
and saw Lina on the roofShe looked so free and happy
up thereHe didn't know why she was on the roof, but
he wasn't surprisedIt was the kind of thing she did,
turning up in unexpected places, and now that she was
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a messenger, she could go just about anywhereBut
how could she be so lighthearted when everything was
falling apart?
He headed for homeHe lived with his father in
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two-bedroom apartment over his father's shop in
Greengate Square--the Small Items shop, which sold
things like nails, pins, tacks, clips, springs, jar lids,
doorknobs, bits of wire, shards of glass, chunks of
wood, and other small things that might be useful in
some wayThe Small Items shop had overflowed
somewhat into their apartment aboveIn their front
room, where other people might display a nice teapot
on a tabletop or a few attractive squashes or tomatoes
on a shelf, they had buckets and boxes and baskets full
of spare items for the shop, things Doon's father had
collected but not yet organized for sellingOften these
items spilled over onto the floorIt was easy to trip
over things in this apartment, and not a good idea to
go barefootToday Doon didn't stop in at the shop to see
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father before going upstairsHe wasn't in the mood for
conversationHe removed two buckets of stuff from
the couch--it looked like mostly shoe heels--and
flopped down on the cushionsHe'd been stupid to
think he could understand the generator just by looking
at it, when other people had been working on it
their entire livesThe thing was, he had to admit, he'd
always thought he was smarter than other peopleHe'd
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been sure he could learn about electricity and help
save the cityHe wanted to be the one to do itHe had
imagined many times a ceremony in Harken Square,
organized to thank him for saving Ember, with the
entire population in attendance and his father beaming
from the front rowAll Doon's life, his father had
been saying to him, "You're a good boy and a
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But Doon hadn't done much that was grand so farHe
ached to do something truly important, like finding
the secret of electricity, and, as his father watched, be
rewarded for his achievementThe size of the reward
didn't matterA small certificate would do, or maybe a
badge to sew on his jacket
Now he was stuck in the muck of the Pipeworks,
patching up pipes that would leak and break again in a
matter of daysIt was even more useless and boring
than being a messengerThe thought made him suddenly
furiousHe sat up, grabbed a shoe heel out of the
bucket at this feet, and hurled it with all his mightIt
arrived at the front door just as the door openedDoon
heard a hard thwack and a loud "Ouch!" at the same
momentThen he saw the long, lean,
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face of his father in the doorway
Doon's anger drained away"Oh, I hit you, Father
Doon's father rubbed the side of his headHe was
a tall man, bald as a peeled potato, with a high fore
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head and a long chinHe had kind, slightly puzzled
gray eyes
"Got me in the ear," he said"What was that?"
"I got angry for a second," said Doon"I threw one
of these old heels
"I see," said his fatherHe brushed some bottle
tops off a chair and sat down"Does it have to do with
your first day at work, son?"
"Yes," said Doon"Why don't you tell me about
it," he saidWhen he was finished, his father
ran a hand across his bald head as if smoothing down
the hair that wasn't there"Well," he said, "it
sounds unpleasant, I have to admitAbout the generator,
especially--that's bad
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