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There was bright sunshine at the Shed, not a single cloud in all the / sky. The radar bowls atop the roof -- they seemed almost invisibly small / compared with its vastness -- wavered and shifted and quivered. Completely / invisible beams of microwaves lanced upward. Atop the Shed, in the / communication room, there was the busy quiet of absolute intentness. / Signals came down and were translated into visible records which fed / instantly into computers. Then the computers clicked and hummed and / performed incomprehensible integrations, and out of their slot-mouths / poured billowing ribbons of printed tape. Men read those tapes and / talked crisply into microphones, and their words went swiftly aloft / again.
Down by the open eastern door of the Shed at the desert's edge, Sally / Holt and Joe's father waited together, watching the sky. Sally was white / and scared. Joe's father patted her shoulder reassuringly.