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Reading
Strategies
for
Larkin Weyand
English 378, 2000.
CLOZE PASSAGE ANSWER KEY FOR The Bumblebee Flies Anyway, p. 13-14
The Handyman would be furious if he saw Barney climbing the fence so soon after the last merchandise, but Barney kept climbing, developing a rhythm now, matching his beating heart to the rhythm of his breathing and the movement of his body. He reached the top, straddling the fence, his heart accelerating dangerously and his breath coming fast, but he felt triumphant as he clung there, gathering his strength. Looking down, he saw Allie Roon gazing up at him, a smile on his face, all the twitchings gone. The first time he'd seen Allie Roon smile: His face lit up the way a streak of lightening brightens the sky. He realized that Allie Roon hadn't really wanted to see what was on the other side of the fence. He'd wanted to climb it. Barney felt noble, as if he had completed a mission for Allie.
Barney surveyed the scene before him: the junkyard in all its desperate glory. Acres of junk, a wasteland of abandoned cars and trucks and vans and buses, a metal graveyard. The vehicles were rusted and busted, sagging, some without wheels, as if sunken into the earth, or maybe sprouting from the earth like evil growths. Barney sniffed the air and, despite his inability to smell, could swear the smell of decay and desolation filled his nostrils. He realized this was the rear of the junkyard. No trees grew in the junkyard, no bushes, no shrubs. No one in sight. No living thing anywhere. Barney swiveled his body and looked over his shoulder at the Complex. Despite its shabbiness, it looked respectable compared with the junkyard. But the junkyard had spare parts and the Complex didn't. Turning again, Barney spotted the red sports car. The small car drew his attention because it stood upright and complete, its color vivid in contrast to the mottled and ruined cars surrounding it.