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Chapter 5

           "No,"shesaid.Ikeptmyarmwhereitwas.

           "Whynot?"

           "No."

           "Yes,"Isaid."Please."Ileanedforwardinthedarktokissherandtherewasasharpstingingflash.Shehadslappedmyfacehard.Herhandhadhitmynoseandeyes,andtearscameinmyeyesfromthereflex.

           "I’msosorry,"shesaid.IfeltIhadacertainadvantage.

           "Youwerequiteright."

           "I’mdreadfullysorry,"shesaid."Ijustcouldn’tstandthenurse’s-evening-offaspectofit.Ididn’tmeantohurtyou.Ididhurtyou,didn’tI?"

           Shewaslookingatmeinthedark.Iwasangryandyetcertain,seeingitallaheadlikethemovesinachessgame.

           "Youdidexactlyright,"Isaid."Idon’tmindatall."

           "Poorman."

           "YouseeI’vebeenleadingasortofafunnylife.AndInevereventalkEnglish.Andthenyouaresoverybeautiful."Ilookedather.

           "Youdon’tneedtosayalotofnonsense.IsaidIwassorry.Wedogetalong."

           "Yes,"Isaid."Andwehavegottenawayfromthewar."

           Shelaughed.ItwasthefirsttimeIhadeverheardherlaugh.Iwatchedherface.

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