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Thomas
's
first
instinct
was
to
ignore
her
,
to
deny
once
again
that
someone
had
the
ability
to
enter
his
mind
,
invade
his
privacy
.
But
he
wanted
to
talk
to
her
.
Can
you
hear
me
?
he
asked
,
picturing
the
words
in
his
mind
,
mentally
throwing
them
out
to
her
in
some
way
he
could
never
have
explained
.
Concentrating
,
he
said
it
again
.
Can
you
hear
me
?
Yes
!
she
replied
.
Really
clearly
the
second
time
you
said
it
.
Thomas
was
shocked
.
So
shocked
he
almost
quit
running
.
It
had
worked
!
Wonder
why
we
can
do
this
,
he
called
out
with
his
mind
.
The
mental
effort
of
speaking
to
her
was
already
straining
--
he
felt
a
headache
forming
like
a
bulge
in
his
brain
.
Maybe
we
were
lovers
,
Teresa
said
.
Thomas
tripped
and
crashed
to
the
ground
.
Smiling
sheepishly
at
Minho
,
who
'd
turned
to
look
without
slowing
,
Thomas
got
back
up
and
caught
up
to
him
.
What
?
he
finally
asked
.
He
sensed
a
laugh
from
her
,
a
watery
image
full
of
color
.
This
is
so
bizarre
,
she
said
.
It
's
like
you
're
a
stranger
,
but
I
know
you
're
not
.
Thomas
felt
a
pleasant
chill
even
though
he
was
sweating
.
Sorry
to
break
it
to
you
,
but
we
are
strangers
.
I
just
met
you
,
remember
?
