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           ThatmusthavebeenwhatalertedJasper,whyafreshwaveofserenityfilledthecar.

           "Yes,thingschange..."shemurmured-hopefully,Ithought."Somethingsaremorecertainthanothers...liketheweather.Peopleareharder.Ionlyseethecoursethey’reonwhilethey’reonit.Oncetheychangetheirminds-makeanewdecision,nomatterhowsmall-thewholefutureshifts."

           Inoddedthoughtfully."Soyoucouldn’tseeJamesinPhoenixuntilhedecidedtocomehere."

           "Yes,"sheagreed,waryagain.

           Andshehadn’tseenmeinthemirrorroomwithJamesuntilI’dmadethedecisiontomeethimthere.Itriednottothinkaboutwhatelseshemighthaveseen.Ididn’twantmypanictomakeJaspermoresuspicious.Theywouldbewatchingmetwiceascarefullynow,anyway,afterAlice’svision.Thiswasgoingtobeimpossible.

           Wegottotheairport.Luckwaswithme,ormaybeitwasjustgoododds.Edward’splanewaslandinginterminalfour,thelargestterminal,wheremostflightslanded-soitwasn’tsurprisingthathiswas.ButitwastheterminalIneeded:thebiggest,themostconfusing.Andtherewasadooronlevelthreethatmightbetheonlychance.

           Weparkedonthefourthfloorofthehugegarage.Iledtheway,foroncemoreknowledgeableaboutmysurroundingsthantheywere.Wetooktheelevatordowntolevelthree,wherethepassengersunloaded.AliceandJasperspentalongtimelookingatthedepartingflightsboard.IcouldhearthemdiscussingtheprosandconsofNewYork,Atlanta,Chicago.PlacesI’dneverseen.Andwouldneversee.