Page 24 of The Fire Walker
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“Dee… Why’d you ask meout?”
She was looking at me with her big, beautiful eyes, and I just had to sayit.
“Because”—I waved my hand between us—“there was somethingthere.”
“Was?”
“Is.”
“Oh.” She fumbled for her key card and slid it into the lock, the little light flashing green. Before it closed behind her, she gave me a small smile. “Thanks fordinner.”
“You’rewelcome.”
The door closed between us, and I wondered if I’d said the wrong thing. Backing away down the hall, a part of me that I didn’t want to acknowledge knew that Ihad.
