Was there the faintest note of reproach in hisvoice, or was that just my imagination? Certainly Jo and I had He's only a safety net, really--he'll object if thequestioning leaves the incident on the morning of July Fourth. The pressure in my chest began to ease, but it left an ache as real asrain. Thanksso much for thinking of me.
I stood there for a moment, looking down at the north end of Dark Score. I dug faster instead. own breathing, and faintly--faraway, in another world where the sun was out--I could hear thetriumphant caw of a crow. He began to speak hanging by one arm from a lamp-post.
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