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Chapter 78

           Andsuddenlythetruthcametome,aswestoodthere,trembling,searching,atourpointoffulcrum.Therewerenowatchingeyes.Thewindowswereasblankastheylooked.Thetheatrewasempty.Itwasnotatheatre.Theyhadtoldheritwasatheatre,andshehadbelievedthem,andIhadbelievedher.Tobringustothisnotforthemselves,butforus.Iturnedandlookedatthewindows,thefacade,thepompouswhitepedimentalfigures.Thensheburiedherfaceinherhands,asifsomeinexorablemechanismhadstarted.Iwassosure.Itwaslogical,thecharacteristicandperfectfinaltouchtothegodgame.Theyhadabsconded.Iwassosure,andyet…aftersomuch,howcouldIbeperfectlysure?Howcouldtheybesocold?Soinhuman?Soincurious?Soloadthediceandyetleavethegame?AndifIwasn’tsure?Igaveherbowedheadonelaststare,thenIwaswalking.FirmerthanOrpheus,asfirmasAlisonherself,thatotherdayofparting,notoncelookingback.Theautumngrass,theautumnsky.People.Ablackbird,poorfool,singingoutofseasonfromthewillowsbythelake.Aflightofgraypigeonsoverthehouses.Fragmentsoffreedom,ananagrammadeflesh.Andsomewherethestingingsmellofburningleaves.crasametquinumquamamavitquiqueamaviterasamet

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