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He had moved closer to her.
I don’t know what to do, she thought.
People stopped and stared and wondered at the sight.
Don’t let it go. Keep it there. All right so far.
Hold everything still inside of you.
There were a few stars still in the sky.
Making you jump, startled, because it didn’t belong there.
It was inside her head and she couldn’t get it out.
That would be his story, and it was a good one.
This was real. The other was a bad dream.
She was tired and irritable and the least little thing upset her.
She knew she was doing a fine job.
There was a pleasant gaiety and charm about all of them.
We all got our troubles, Sister. We all got our troubles.
She might as well not have been there.
No murmur of conversation. Nothing.
She was actually making an effort to change a situation.
And thinking about it that way, she was frightened by her own audacity.
She was never the one to make the change.
Never once had she protested.
Years and years like that.
It was the first defiant gesture she had ever made.
The street is nice in this light, she thought.
A wave of self-confidence swept over her.
Now I wonder if you’re being wise, dear.
Patient and good-tempered and hard-working and more than usually bright.
What difference does it make to him?
And she thought, everything he does, he does quietly.
How long had he been hiding?
There was no one there.
He had always had a strong connection with nature.
That which is lost is found.