Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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that had meant so much to him when he was tied to his wheelchair and couldn't do anything but wait and think. For instance, a scrubby little terrier followed him home from Twin Palms one day and Ethel let him keep it. He fed the pup and washed it and named it Dugan, and after that he never said anything more about by ... Roger Dee because kids—normal kids—forget their pain quickly. It's a sort of defense mechanism, Doc says, against the disappointments of this life. When school opened again in the fall Ethel sold her trailer and got a Just a one-eyed dog named Charlie and a crippled boy named country for the sugar cane season. We never heard from Ethel and Joey "Anything wrong, Joey?" I asked. the gaps you can see it was meant to be a big shaggy dog with only one eye. Doc says that footloose migratories like him and me forget old associations as quick as kids do—and for the same good reason—so I'm not especially interested now in where Ethel and Joey Pond are or how I wish I'd asked Joey or Ethel, before they moved away, how Charlie Probably I'd have asked who Charlie was but just then the trailer door from living on the Florida coast where you hear a hundred different accents every day. "Let the boy alone." She was right about it being none of my business. I went on into the trailer I shared with Doc Shull and left the two of them waiting for Charlie together. explain why Ethel acted so tough and sullen. We were halfway through supper when I remembered something the kid had "Who's Charlie?" I asked. Doc frowned at his plate. "The kid had a dog named Charlie, a big shaggy mutt with only one eye and no love for anybody but the boy. The dog isn't coming home. He was run down by a car on the highway while Joey was hospitalized with polio." "Tough," I said, thinking of the kid sitting out there all day in his us would look out the window and see Joey Pond in his wheelchair, waiting for a one-eyed dog named Charlie to come trotting home across the palmetto flats. He was always there, day or night, until his mother came home from work and rolled him inside. It wasn't right or natural for a kid to wait like that for anything and it worried me. I even offered once to buy the kid another mutt but Ethel Pond told me quick to mind my own business. Doc explained that the kid didn't want another mutt because he had what Doc called a psychological block. "Charlie was more than just a dog to him," Doc said. "He was a sort of symbol because he offered the kid two things that no one else in the world could—security and independence. With Charlie keeping him dog now he'd be giving up more than Charlie. He'd be giving up everything that Charlie had meant to him, then there wouldn't be any point in living." I could see it when Doc put it that way. The dog had spent more time with Joey than Ethel had, and the kid felt as safe with him as he'd had depended on Joey for the affection he wouldn't take from anybody else. The dog needed Joey and Joey needed him. Together, they'd been a natural. At first I thought it was funny that Joey never complained or cried when Charlie didn't come home, but Doc explained that it was all a part of this psychological block business. If Joey cried he'd be admitting that Charlie was lost. So he waited and watched, secure in you'd call intimate. Joey would laugh at some of the droll things Doc mail for the trailer-court tenants. Cloehessey would always make it a Then he'd say, "Not today, Joey," or, "Thought so yesterday, but this come around to swap sanitary tanks under the trailers and Joey would It was hard on Ethel. Sometimes the kid would dream at night that Charlie had come home and was scratching at the trailer ramp to be let in, and he'd wake Ethel and beg her to go out and see. When that happened Doc and I could hear Ethel talking to him, low and steady, until all hours of the morning, and when he finally went back to sleep we'd hear her open the cupboard and take out the gin bottle. But there came a night that was more than Ethel could take, a night you never knew what made it. Nobody ever knew that but Joey and Ethel Doc and I were turning in around midnight that night when the kid sang out next door. We heard Ethel get up and go to him, and we got up too till she got Joey quiet again. But this night was different. Ethel hadn't talked to the kid long when he yelled, "Charlie! A little later Ethel came out into the moonlight and shut the trailer I knew what he meant and wished I didn't. Ethel had finally told the kid that Charlie wasn't coming back, not ever. That's why I was worried about Joey when I came home the next evening Not that you could blame him for going off his head. It was tough enough to be pinned to a wheelchair without being able to wiggle so much as a toe. But to lose his dog in the bargain.... I was on my third beer when Doc Shull rolled in with a big package under his arm. Doc was stone sober, which surprised me, and he was hot "Books for Joey," Doc said. "Ethel and I agreed this morning that the go to school I'm going to teach him here." He went on to explain that Ethel hadn't had the heart the night before, desperate as she was, to tell the kid the whole truth. She'd told him instead, quoting an imaginary customer at the Sea Shell Charlie up on the highway and taken him away. It was a good enough story. Joey still didn't know that Charlie was dead, but his waiting was over because no dog could be expected to find his way home from Michigan. "We've got to give the boy another interest," Doc said, putting away Ethel Pond knocked just then, interrupting him. She came in and had a beer with us and talked to Doc about his plan for educating Joey at Charlie by. It was about nine o'clock, when Ethel went home to cook supper. Doc of drumming up one for Joey," Doc said. He meant it as a joke but it "Look," I said. "I know this sounds crazy but maybe Joey—" and had a little dark companion that was more solid than lead but didn't give off enough light to be seen with the naked eye. This little companion—astronomers called it the "Pup" because Sirius was the Dog Star—hadn't moved, which puzzled the astronomers no end. I suggested to Doc, only half joking, that maybe the Pup had stayed put because it wasn't bright enough to suit Joey's taste, but Doc called me down sharp. "Don't joke about Joey," he said sternly. "Getting back to I left Doc shaking his head at the sky and went over to give Joey, who He gave me a very small smile. "You'll know when I'm through," he said. I told Doc about that after we'd bunked in, but he said I should not encourage the kid in his crazy thinking. "Joey's heard everybody it, so he's excited too. But he's got a lot more imagination than most people, because he's a cripple, and he could go off on a crazy tangent because he's upset about Charlie. The thing to do is give him a logical explanation instead of letting him think his fantasy is a fact." tonight as ever, Roy. Do you really believe Joey is moving those find out tomorrow." Doc had given him to study. The thing that stopped me was that Joey mention the stars. But Joey spoke first. "Doc said this morning that I ought not to move any more stars," the Ethel sent him to school at Sarasota by bus and before summer vacation

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Ethel tells Joey

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A his father came and took Charlie away while Joey was in the hospital.
B while he was in the hospital, someone picked Charlie up off the side of the road and took him out of state.
C Charlie was struck by a car when Joey was in the hospital.
D that if he does not stop dwelling on the dog, she will be forced to send him to the hospital.

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B