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I
stood
carefully
,
and
I
was
still
fine
.
He
held
the
door
for
me
,
his
smile
polite
but
his
eyes
mocking
.
I
walked
out
into
the
cold
,
fine
mist
that
had
just
begun
to
fall
.
It
felt
nice
-
the
first
time
I
’
d
enjoyed
the
constant
moisture
falling
out
of
the
sky
-
as
it
washed
my
face
clean
of
the
sticky
perspiration
.
"
Thanks
,
"
I
said
as
he
followed
me
out
.
"
It
’
s
almost
worth
getting
sick
to
miss
Gym
.
"
"
Anytime
.
"
He
was
staring
straight
forward
,
squinting
into
the
rain
.
"
So
are
you
going
?
This
Saturday
,
I
mean
?
"
I
was
hoping
he
would
,
though
it
seemed
unlikely
.
I
couldn
’
t
picture
him
loading
up
to
carpool
with
the
rest
of
the
kids
from
school
;
he
didn
’
t
belong
in
the
same
world
.
But
just
hoping
that
he
might
gave
me
the
first
twinge
of
enthusiasm
I
’
d
felt
for
the
outing
.
"
Where
are
you
all
going
,
exactly
?
"
He
was
still
looking
ahead
,
expressionless
.
"
Down
to
La
Push
,
to
First
Beach
.
"
I
studied
his
face
,
trying
to
read
it
.
His
eyes
seemed
to
narrow
infinitesimally
.
He
glanced
down
at
me
from
the
corner
of
his
eye
,
smiling
wryly
.
"
I
really
don
’
t
think
I
was
invited
.
"
I
sighed
.
"
I
just
invited
you
.
"
"
Let
’
s
you
and
I
not
push
poor
Mike
any
further
this
week
.
We
don
’
t
want
him
to
snap
.
"
His
eyes
danced
;
he
was
enjoying
the
idea
more
than
he
should
.
