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"
That
doesn
’
t
sound
so
complex
,
"
he
disagreed
,
but
he
was
suddenly
sympathetic
.
"
When
did
that
happen
?
"
"
Last
September
.
"
My
voice
sounded
sad
,
even
to
me
.
"
And
you
don
’
t
like
him
,
"
Edward
surmised
,
his
tone
still
kind
.
"
No
,
Phil
is
fine
.
Too
young
,
maybe
,
but
nice
enough
.
"
"
Why
didn
’
t
you
stay
with
them
?
"
I
couldn
’
t
fathom
his
interest
,
but
he
continued
to
stare
at
me
with
penetrating
eyes
,
as
if
my
dull
life
’
s
story
was
somehow
vitally
important
.
"
Phil
travels
a
lot
.
He
plays
ball
for
a
living
.
"
I
half
-
smiled
.
"
Have
I
heard
of
him
?
"
he
asked
,
smiling
in
response
.
"
Probably
not
.
He
doesn
’
t
play
well
.
Strictly
minor
league
.
He
moves
around
a
lot
.
"
"
And
your
mother
sent
you
here
so
that
she
could
travel
with
him
.
"
He
said
it
as
an
assumption
again
,
not
a
question
.
