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Maybe it’s just Melanie。”
“She talks to you？” He kept his voice even； but I could hear the strain now。
“Yes。”
“How often？”
“When she wants to。 When she’s interested。”
“How about today？”
“Not much。 She’s… kind of mad at me。”
He barked out a surprised laugh。 “She’s mad？ Why？”
“Because of…” Was there such a thing as double jeopardy here？ “Nothing。”
He heard the lie again and made the connection。
“Oh。 Kyle。 She wanted him to fry。” He laughed again。 “She would。”
“She can be… violent；” I agreed。 I smiled； to soften the insult。
It was no insult to him。 “Really？ How？”
“She wants me to fight back。 But I… I can’t do that。 I’m not a fighter。”
“I can see that。” He touched my battered face with one fingertip。 “Sorry。”
“No。 Anyone would do the same。 I know what you must have felt。”
“You wouldn’t —”
“If I were human； I would。 Besides； I wasn’t thinking of that。… I was remembering the Seeker。”
He stiffened。
I smiled again； and he relaxed a little。 “Mel wanted me to throttle her。 She really hates that Seeker。 And
I can’t… find it in myself to blame her。”
“She’s still searching for you。 Looks like she had to return the helicopter； at least。”
“I didn’t used to be afraid of her；” I whispered。 “I don’t know why she scares me so much now。 Where
is she？”
“Don’t worry。 She was just up and down the highway yesterday。 She won’t find you。”
I nodded； willing myself to believe。
“Can you… can you hear Mel now？” he murmured。
I kept my eyes closed。 “I’m… aware of her。 She’s listening very hard。”
“What’s she thinking？” His voice was just a whisper。
Here’s your chance；I told her。What do you want to tell him？
She was cautious； for once。 The invitation unsettled her。Why？ Why does he believe you now？
I opened my eyes and found him staring at my face； holding his breath。
“She wants to know what happened to make you… different now。 Why do you believe us？”
He thought for a moment。 “An… accumulation of things。 You were so… kind to Walter。 I’ve never seen
anyone but Doc be that passionate。 And you saved Kyle’s life； where most of us would have let him
fall just to protect ourselves； intended murder aside。 And then you’re such an appalling liar。” He laughed
once。 “I kept trying to see these things as evidence of some grand plot。 Maybe I’ll wake up tomorrow
and feel that way again。”
Mel and I flinched。
“But when they started attacking you today… well； I snapped。 I could see in them everything that
shouldn’t have been in me。 I realized I already did believe； and that I was just being obstinate。 Cruel。 I
think I’ve believed since… well； a little bit since that first night when you put yourself in front of me to
save me from Kyle。” He laughed as if he didn’t think Kyle was dangerous。 “But I’m better at lying than
you are。 I can even lie to myself。”
“She hopes you won’t change your mind。 She’s afraid you will。”
He closed his eyes。 “Mel。”
My heart thudded faster in my chest。 It was her joy that sped it； not mine。 He must have guessed how I
loved him。 After his questions about Jamie； he must have seen that。
“Tell her… that won’t happen。”
“She hears you。”
“How… straightforward is the connection？”
“She hears what I hear； sees what I see。”
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“Yes。”
His nose wrinkled。 He touched my face again； softly； a caress。 “You don’t know how sorry I am。”
My skin felt hotter where he had touched it； it was a good heat； but his words burned hotter than his
touch。 Of course he was sorrier for hurting her。 Of course。 That shouldn’t bother me。
“C’mon； Jared！ Let’s go！”
We looked up。 Kyle was calling to Jared。 He seemed utterly at ease； as if he had not been on trial for his
life today。 Maybe he’d known it would go his way。 Maybe he was quick to get over anything。 He didn’t
seem to notice me there beside Jared。
I realized； for the first time； that others had。
Jamie was watching us with a satisfied smile。 This probably looked like a good thing to him。 Was it？
What do you mean？
What does he see when he looks at us？ His family； put back together？
Isn’t it？ Sort of？
With the one unwele addition。
But better than it was yesterday。
I guess…
I know；she admitted。I’m glad Jared knows I’m here… but I still don’t like him touching you。
And I like it too much。My face tingled where Jared’s fingers had brushed it。Sorry about that。
I don’t blame you。 Or； at least； I know Ishouldn’t。
Thanks。
Jamie wasn’t the only one watching。
Jeb was curious； that little smile gathering up the corners of his beard。
Sharon and Maggie watched with fire in their eyes。 Their expressions were so much the same that the
youthful skin and bright hair did nothing to make Sharon look younger than her grizzled mother。
Ian was worried。 His eyes were tight； and he seemed on the verge of ing to protect me again。 To
make sure Jared wasn’t upsetting me。 I smiled； to reassure him。 He didn’t smile back； but he took a deep
breath。
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“Are you listening to her now？” Jared was on his feet but still watching my face。
His question distracted me before I could ask her what she meant。 “Yes。”
“What’s she saying？”
“We’re noticing what the others think of your… change of heart。” I nodded toward Melanie’s aunt and
cousin。 They turned their backs on me in synchronization。
“Tough nuts；” he acknowledged。
“Fine； then；” Kyle boomed； turning his body toward the ball that sat under the brightest spot of light。
“We’ll win it without you。”
“I’m ing！” Jared threw one wistful glance at me—at us—and ran to get in on the game。
I wasn’t the best scorekeeper。 It was too dark to see the ball from where I sat。 It was too dark even to
see the players well when they weren’t right under the lights。 I began counting from Jamie’s reactions。 His
shout of victory when his team scored； his groan when the other team did。 The groans outnumbered the
shouts。
Everyone played。 Maggie was the goalie for Andy’s team； and Jeb was the goalie for Lily’s。 They were
both surprisingly good。 I could see their silhouettes in the light from the goalpost lamps； moving as lithely
as if they were decades younger。 Jeb was not afraid to hit the floor to stop a goal； but Maggie was more
effective without resorting to such extremes。 She was like a magnet for the invisible ball。 Every time Ian
or Wes got off a shot…thunk！ It landed in her hands。
Trudy and Paige quit after a half hour or so and passed me on their way out； chattering with excitement。
It seemed impossible that we’d started the morning with a trial； but I was relieved that things had changed
so drastically。
The women weren’t gone long。 They came back with arms full of boxes。 Granola bars—the kind with
fruit filling。 The game came to a halt。 Jeb called halftime； and everyone hurried over to eat breakfast。
The goods were divvied