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           Louiswavedback,smiling,andthensomeoneEllieorRachelhikedGageintothewindow.Louiswaved,andGagewavedbackperhapsseeinghim,perhapsonlyimitatingEllie.

           "Flymypeoplesafe,"hemuttered,thenzippedhiscoatandwentouttotheparkinglot.Herethewindwhinedandzoomedwithforceenoughtoalmosttearhishunter’scapoffhishead,andheclappedahandtoit.Hefumbledwithhiskeystounlockthedriver’ssidedoorofhiscarandthenturnedasthejetrosebeyondtheterminalbuilding,itsnosetiltedupwardintothehardblue,itsturbosthundering.

           FeelingverylonelyindeednowridiculouslyclosetotearsLouiswavedagain.

           HewasstillfeelingbluethateveningwhenherecrossedRoute15afteracoupleofbeerswithJudandNormaNormahaddrunkaglassofwine,somethingshewasallowed,evenencouragedtohave,byDr.Weybridge.Theyhadmovedintothekitchentonightindeferencetotheseason.

           JudhadstokedupthesmallMarekstove,andtheyhadsataroundit,thebeercold,theheatgood,andJudhadtalkedabouthowtheMicmacIndianshadstavedoffaBritishlandingatMachiastwohundredyearsago.InthosedaystheMicmacshadbeenprettyfearsome,hesaid,andthenaddedthatheguessedtherewereafewstateandfederallandlawyerswhothoughttheystillwere.

           Itshouldhavebeenafineevening,butLouiswasawareoftheemptyhousewaitingforhim

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