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He
nodded
,
not
looking
at
me
.
He
was
studying
the
color
in
his
wife
's
cheeks
,
the
natural
unstrained
curve
of
his
wife
's
lips
,
the
new
black
in
his
wife
's
hair
.
I
tapped
him
on
the
shoulder
,
hard
enough
to
get
his
attention
for
a
moment
,
at
least
.
"
Hal
,
we
never
came
here
.
"
"
What
--
?
"
"
We
never
came
here
,
"
I
said
.
"
Later
on
we
'll
talk
,
but
for
now
that
's
all
you
need
to
know
.
We
were
never
here
.
"
"
Yes
,
all
right
...
"
He
forced
himself
to
focus
on
me
for
a
moment
,
with
what
was
clearly
an
effort
.
"
You
got
him
out
.
Can
you
get
him
back
in
?
"
"
I
think
so
.
Maybe
.
But
we
need
to
go
.
"
"
How
did
you
know
he
could
do
this
?
"
Then
he
shook
his
head
,
as
if
realizing
for
himself
that
this
was
n't
the
time
.
"
Paul
...
thank
you
.
"
"
Do
n't
thank
me
,
"
I
said
.
"
Thank
John
.
"
