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           Helookedforward,butIcouldn’ttellifhewaswatchingtheroadornot.

           "Sowasheright?Aboutnothuntingpeople?"Itriedtokeepmyvoiceasevenaspossible.

           "TheQuileuteshavealongmemory,"hewhispered.

           Itookitasaconfirmation.

           "Don’tletthatmakeyoucomplacent,though,"hewarnedme."They’rerighttokeeptheirdistancefromus.Wearestilldangerous."

           "Idon’tunderstand."

           "Wetry,"heexplainedslowly."We’reusuallyverygoodatwhatwedo.Sometimeswemakemistakes.Me,forexample,allowingmyselftobealonewithyou."

           "Thisisamistake?"Iheardthesadnessinmyvoice,butIdidn’tknowifhecouldaswell.

           "Averydangerousone,"hemurmured.

           Wewerebothsilentthen.Iwatchedtheheadlightstwistwiththecurvesoftheroad.Theymovedtoofast;itdidn’tlookreal,itlookedlikeavideogame.Iwasawareofthetimeslippingawaysoquickly,liketheblackroadbeneathus,andIwashideouslyafraidthatIwouldneverhaveanotherchancetobewithhimlikethisagain-openly,thewallsbetweenusgoneforonce.Hiswordshintedatanend,andIrecoiledfromtheidea.Icouldn’twasteoneminuteIhadwithhim.

           "Tellmemore,"Iaskeddesperately,notcaringwhathesaid,justsoIcouldhearhisvoiceagain.

           Helookedatmequickly,startledbythechangeinmytone."Whatmoredoyouwanttoknow?"

           "Tellmewhyyouhuntanimalsinsteadofpeople,"Isuggested,myvoicestilltingedwithdesperation.Irealizedmyeyeswerewet,andIfoughtagainstthegriefthatwastryingtooverpowerme.