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"
No
.
Follow
me
.
"
Lydia
took
off
running
about
20
feet
in
front
of
me
.
It
was
hard
keeping
up
.
"
I
asked
those
people
if
they
had
seen
a
city
boy
around
,
"
she
called
back
over
her
shoulder
.
"
They
said
,
No
.
"
"
Lydia
,
I
love
you
!
"
"
Come
on
!
You
’
re
slow
!
"
"
Wait
,
Lydia
,
wait
!
"
She
vaulted
over
a
barbed
wire
fence
.
I
couldn
’
t
make
it
.
I
got
tangled
in
the
wire
.
I
couldn
’
t
move
.
I
was
like
a
trapped
cow
.
"
LYDIA
!
"
She
came
back
with
her
red
curlers
and
started
helping
me
get
loose
from
the
barbs
.
"
I
tracked
you
.
I
found
your
red
notebook
.
You
got
lost
deliberately
because
you
were
pissed
.
"
"
No
,
I
got
lost
out
of
ignorance
and
fear
.
I
am
not
a
complete
person
-
I
’
m
a
stunted
city
person
I
am
more
or
less
a
failed
drizzling
shit
with
absolutely
nothing
to
offer
.
"
"
Christ
,
"
she
said
,
"
don
’
t
you
think
I
know
that
?
"
She
freed
me
from
the
last
barb
.
I
lurched
after
her
.
I
was
back
with
Lydia
again
.
