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"
You
waited
until
after
you
knew
I
had
a
wife
.
"
"
No
,
"
Greta
said
.
"
I
waited
until
after
we
’
d
made
love
.
Because
then
I
knew
Katerina
couldn
’
t
mean
that
much
to
you
.
"
"
Fuck
you
.
"
"
Fuck
me
?
Yes
,
you
did
.
That
’
s
the
point
.
"
I
wanted
to
strike
out
against
her
.
But
what
I
was
angry
at
was
not
her
insinuation
but
the
cold
-
hearted
truth
of
it
.
She
was
right
,
and
I
knew
it
.
I
just
didn
’
t
want
to
deal
with
that
,
any
more
than
I
wanted
to
deal
with
the
here
and
now
.
I
waited
for
the
anger
to
subside
.
"
You
say
we
’
re
not
the
first
?
"
I
said
.
"
No
.
We
were
the
first
,
I
suppose
—
the
ship
I
came
in
.
Luckily
it
was
well
equipped
.
After
the
routing
error
,
we
had
enough
supplies
to
set
up
a
self
-
sustaining
station
on
the
nearest
rock
.
We
knew
there
was
no
going
back
,
but
at
least
we
could
make
some
kind
of
life
for
ourselves
here
.
"
"
And
after
that
?
"
"
We
had
enough
to
do
just
keeping
ourselves
alive
,
the
first
few
years
.
But
then
another
ship
came
through
the
aperture
.
Damaged
,
drifting
,
much
like
Blue
Goose
.
We
hauled
her
in
,
warmed
her
crew
,
broke
the
news
to
them
.
"
