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"
Yes
.
.
.
yes
,
like
the
Wyatt
fire
.
But
,
you
know
,
I
don
’
t
think
I
care
too
much
about
that
.
What
’
s
one
more
disaster
?
Everything
’
s
going
anyway
,
it
’
s
only
a
question
of
a
little
faster
or
a
little
slower
,
all
that
’
s
left
for
us
ahead
is
to
keep
the
ship
afloat
as
long
as
we
can
and
then
go
down
with
it
.
"
"
Is
that
his
excuse
for
himself
?
Is
that
what
he
’
s
made
you
feel
?
"
"
No
.
Oh
no
!
That
’
s
the
feeling
I
lose
when
I
speak
to
him
.
The
strange
thing
is
what
he
does
make
me
feel
.
"
"
What
?
"
"
Hope
.
"
She
nodded
,
in
helpless
wonder
,
knowing
that
she
had
felt
it
,
too
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
why
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
I
look
at
people
and
they
seem
to
be
made
of
nothing
but
pain
.
He
’
s
not
.
You
’
re
not
.
That
terrible
hopelessness
that
’
s
all
around
us
,
I
lose
it
only
in
his
presence
.
And
here
.
Nowhere
else
.
"
She
came
back
to
him
and
slipped
down
to
sit
at
his
feet
,
pressing
her
face
to
his
knees
.
"
Hank
,
we
still
have
so
much
ahead
of
us
.
.
.
and
so
much
right
now
.
.
.
"
