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"
Never
.
"
The
word
hung
there
for
a
moment
in
the
warm
breeze
.
"
What
did
Emmett
do
?
"
I
asked
to
break
the
silence
.
It
was
the
wrong
question
to
ask
.
His
face
grew
dark
,
his
hand
clenched
into
a
fist
inside
mine
.
He
looked
away
.
I
waited
,
but
he
wasn
’
t
going
to
answer
.
"
I
guess
I
know
,
"
I
finally
said
.
He
lifted
his
eyes
;
his
expression
was
wistful
,
pleading
.
"
Even
the
strongest
of
us
fall
off
the
wagon
,
don
’
t
we
?
"
"
What
are
you
asking
?
My
permission
?
"
My
voice
was
sharper
than
I
’
d
intended
.
I
tried
to
make
my
tone
kinder
-
I
could
guess
what
his
honesty
must
cost
him
.
"
I
mean
,
is
there
no
hope
,
then
?
"
How
calmly
I
could
discuss
my
own
death
!
"
No
,
no
!
"
He
was
instantly
contrite
.
"
Of
course
there
’
s
hope
!
I
mean
,
of
course
I
won
’
t
.
.
.
"
He
left
the
sentence
hanging
.
His
eyes
burned
into
mine
.
"
It
’
s
different
for
us
.
Emmett
.
.
.
these
were
strangers
he
happened
across
.
It
was
a
long
time
ago
,
and
he
wasn
’
t
as
.
.
.
practiced
,
as
careful
,
as
he
is
now
.
"
