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I
put
that
on
very
quietly
and
then
lay
down
again
,
concentrating
on
relaxing
individual
parts
of
my
body
.
Somewhere
in
the
middle
of
that
exercise
,
the
cold
pills
took
effect
,
and
I
gladly
sank
into
unconsciousness
.
I
woke
early
,
having
slept
soundly
and
dreamlessly
thanks
to
my
gratuitous
drug
use
.
Though
I
was
well
rested
,
I
slipped
right
back
into
the
same
hectic
frenzy
from
the
night
before
.
I
dressed
in
a
rush
,
smoothing
my
collar
against
my
neck
,
fidgeting
with
the
tan
sweater
till
it
hung
right
over
my
jeans
.
I
sneaked
a
swift
look
out
the
window
to
see
that
Charlie
was
already
gone
.
A
thin
,
cottony
layer
of
clouds
veiled
the
sky
.
They
didn
’
t
look
very
lasting
.
I
ate
breakfast
without
tasting
the
food
,
hurrying
to
clean
up
when
I
was
done
.
I
peeked
out
the
window
again
,
but
nothing
had
changed
.
I
had
just
finished
brushing
my
teeth
and
was
heading
back
downstairs
when
a
quiet
knock
sent
my
heart
thudding
against
my
rib
cage
.
I
flew
to
the
door
;
I
had
a
little
trouble
with
the
simple
dead
bolt
,
but
I
yanked
the
door
open
at
last
,
and
there
he
was
.
All
the
agitation
dissolved
as
soon
as
I
looked
at
his
face
,
calm
taking
its
place
.
I
breathed
a
sigh
of
relief
-
yesterday
’
s
fears
seemed
very
foolish
with
him
here
.
He
wasn
’
t
smiling
at
first
-
his
face
was
somber
.
But
then
his
expression
lightened
as
he
looked
me
over
,
and
he
laughed
.
"
Good
morning
,
"
he
chuckled
.
"
What
’
s
wrong
?
"
I
glanced
down
to
make
sure
I
hadn
’
t
forgotten
anything
important
,
like
shoes
,
or
pants
.
"
We
match
.
"
He
laughed
again
.
I
realized
he
had
a
long
,
light
tan
sweater
on
,
with
a
white
collar
showing
underneath
,
and
blue
jeans
.
I
laughed
with
him
,
hiding
a
secret
twinge
of
regret
-
why
did
he
have
to
look
like
a
runway
model
when
I
couldn
’
t
?