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"
Tell
me
what
you
’
re
thinking
,
"
he
whispered
.
I
looked
to
see
his
eyes
watching
me
,
suddenly
intent
.
"
It
’
s
still
so
strange
for
me
,
not
knowing
.
"
"
You
know
,
the
rest
of
us
feel
that
way
all
the
time
.
"
"
It
’
s
a
hard
life
.
"
Did
I
imagine
the
hint
of
regret
in
his
tone
?
"
But
you
didn
’
t
tell
me
.
"
"
I
was
wishing
I
could
know
what
you
were
thinking
.
.
.
"
I
hesitated
.
"
And
?
"
"
I
was
wishing
that
I
could
believe
that
you
were
real
.
And
I
was
wishing
that
I
wasn
’
t
afraid
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
want
you
to
be
afraid
.
"
His
voice
was
just
a
soft
murmur
.
I
heard
what
he
couldn
’
t
truthfully
say
,
that
I
didn
’
t
need
to
be
afraid
,
that
there
was
nothing
to
fear
.
"
Well
,
that
’
s
not
exactly
the
fear
I
meant
,
though
that
’
s
certainly
something
to
think
about
.
"
So
quickly
that
I
missed
his
movement
,
he
was
half
sitting
,
propped
up
on
his
right
arm
,
his
left
palm
still
in
my
hands
.
His
angel
’
s
face
was
only
a
few
inches
from
mine
.
I
might
have
-
should
have
-
flinched
away
from
his
unexpected
closeness
,
but
I
was
unable
to
move
.
His
golden
eyes
mesmerized
me
.
"
What
are
you
afraid
of
,
then
?
"
he
whispered
intently
.
