The most commonly used interception parameterization is based on data from four trees from one site, but results from this field study are not directly transferable to locations with relatively warmer winters, where the dominant processes differ dramatically. The physics and dynamics of snow interception by conifers is just such a case, and it is critical to simulation of the water budget and surface albedo. Problems arise when limited field data exist, when “trusted” approaches do not get reevaluated, and when sensitivities fundamentally change in different environments. When formulating a hydrologic model, scientists rely on parameterizations of multiple processes based on field data, but literature review suggests that more frequently people select parameterizations that were included in pre-existing models rather than re-evaluating the underlying field experiments. I have to be there when he comes, because there's some men after him. I think he'll be there between nine-thirty and ten. He made just a single step before one of the others grabbed him. He pulled back from the hands holding his shoulders and started around the guy. He realized with a sinking heart that he had wandered into four members of some gang. Something seemed familiar about the pitchfork, but Bobby had no time to think about that. They were also wearing blue silk jackets with the word DIABLOS written on the back. Black boots with pointed toes poked out from beneath their pants cuffs. They were Puerto Ricans, he thought, and all wearing sharp-creased slacks. You have nothing and we going to bust your balls.'īobby looked up and saw four young guys, what his mom would have called corner boys, standing in front of a place called BODEGA. 'Little muchacho, what you got for money, huh? How much of the good old dinero? You have something and we going to let you go. He reached out a hand, gripped the bristles of Bobby's crewcut, and pulled hard enough to make tears well up in Bobby's eyes. 'Little boy,' the fourth guy almost sang. Make him pay his way across Diablo turf.' 'We just gonna shake this little guy out a little. 'Hey, Dee,' said the boy who had pulled Bobby's hair. He was listening so hard that he walked into a guy without even seeing him. Bobby didn't think he was anywhere close yet, but he kept listening for him. Eventually he'd call another cab and come to collect his money. Maybe after the library closed he'd get a bite to eat, kill a little more time that way.
If he had been Ted, he would have gone someplace like the Bridgeport Public Library where he could hang around without being noticed. 'Where was you think you goin, putino?'Īs he went, he tried to tune his mind outward and pick up some sense of Ted, but there was nothing. Hands grabbed Bobby's shoulders and held him. 'Hey, cabr��n' the guy said-laughing, but not in a nice way. 'He don't need no lesson from you,' Dee said. It was like being surrounded by Harry and his friends, only worse. The second guy grabbed him again, not so gently this time. This time the winkle had lasted longer, but it was going now, all right.īobby pulled free, but the fourth guy pushed him back at the second. His ability was fading again, as it had on the day Mrs Gerber took them to Savin Rock shortly after they left McQuown's stand at the end of the midway, it had been gone. Inside the pawnshop an old man with a pair of glasses pushed up on his bald head looked around, annoyed, then back down at the newspaper he was reading.īobby tried to look into the newcomer's mind and saw only dim shapes.
'scuse me.'ĭee grabbed him and spun him against the door of a pawnshop so hard that for a moment Bobby thought he had decided to go along with his corner-boy friends after all.
His jacket had been tied inside-out around his waist (no club jacket in here, he had told Bobby), but he wore the sign of the Diablos just the same.
No wonder that pitchfork shape had looked familiar - it was tattooed on the guy's hand. It was the young man who had been playing the Frontier Patrol game in The Corner Pocket when Ted was making his bet. They looked around - Bobby too - and here came a fifth guy, also wearing a Diablos jacket, also wearing slacks with a sharp crease he had on loafers instead of pointy-toed boots, and Bobby recognized him at once. 'I have to go to The Corner Pocket,' Bobby said.
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