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tobealwaystogether,yetforeverapart?iknowtheanswernow.iknowwhatit'sliketobedayandnightnow;alwaystogether,foreverapart.

thereisbeautywherewesitthisafternoon,allieandi.thisisthepinnacleofmylife.thebirds,thegeese,floatonthecoolwater,whichreflectsbitsandpiecesoftheircoloursandmakesthemseemlargerthantheyreallyare.allietooistakeninbytheirwonder,andlittlebylittlewegettoknoweachotheragain.

"it'sgoodtotalktoyou.ifindthatimissit,evenwhenithasn'tbeenthatlong."iamsincereandsheknowsthis,butsheisstillwary.iamastranger.

"isthissomethingwedooften?"sheasks."dowesithereandwatchthebirdsalot?imean,doweknoweachotherwell?"

"yesandno.ithinkeveryonehassecrets,butwehavebeenacquaintedforyears."

shelookstoherhands,thenmine.shethinksaboutthisforamoment,herfaceatsuchananglethatshelooksyoungagain.wedonotwearourrings.again,thereisareasonforthis.sheasks:"wereyouevermarried?"

inod."yes."

"whatwasshelike?"

itellthetruth."shewasmydream.shemademewhoiam,andholdingherinmyarmswasmorenaturaltomethanmyownheartbeat.ithinkaboutherallthetime.evennow,wheni'msittinghere,ithinkabouther.therecouldneverhavebeenanother."

shetakesthisin.idon'tknowhowshefeelsaboutthis.finallyshespeakssoftly,hervoiceangelic,sensual.iwonderifsheknowsithinkthesethings."isshedead?"

"mywifeisaliveinmyheart.andshealwayswillbe,"ianswer.

"youstillloveher,don'tyou?"

"ofcourse.butilovemanythings.ilovetositherewithyou.ilovetowatchtheospreyswooptowardsthecreekandfinditsdinner.ilovetosharethebeautyofthisplacewithsomeoneicareabout."

sheisquietforamoment.shelooksawaysoican'tseeherface.ithasbeenherhabitforyears."whyareyoudoingthis?"nofear,justcuriosity.thisisgood.iknowwhatshemeans,butiaskanyway.

"what?"

"whyareyouspendingthedaywithme?"

ismile."i'mherebecausethisiswherei'msupposedtobe.it'snotcomplicated.bothyouandiareenjoyingourselves.don'tdismissmytimewithyou—it'snotwasted.it'swhatiwant.isithereandwetalkandithinktomyself,“whatcouldbebetterthanwhatiamdoingnow?"

shelooksmeintheeyes,andforamoment,justamoment,hereyestwinkle.aslightsmileformsonherlips."ilikebeingwithyou,butifgettingmeintriguediswhatyou'reafteryou'vesucceeded.iadmitienjoyyourcompany,butiknownothingaboutyou.idon'texpectyoutotellmeyourlifestory,butwhyareyousomysterious?"

"ireadoncethatwomenlovemysteriousstrangers."

"see,youhaven'treallyansweredthequestion.youhaven'tansweredmostofmyquestions.youdidn'teventellmehowthestoryendedthismorning."

ishrug.wesitquietlyforawhile.finallyiask:"isittruethatwomenlovemysteriousstrangers?"

shethinksaboutthisandlaughs.thensheanswersasiwould:"ithinksomewomendo."

"doyou?"

"nowdon'tgoputtingmeonthespot.idon'tknowyouwellenoughforthat."sheisteasingmeandienjoyit.

wesitandwatchtheworldaroundus.thishastakenusalifetimetolearn.itseemsonlytheoldareabletositnexttooneanotherandnotsayanythingandstillfeelcontent.theyoung,brashandimpatient,mustalwaysbreakthesilence.itisawaste,forsilenceispure.silenceisholy.itdrawspeopletogetherbecauseonlythosewhoarecomfortablewitheachothercansitwithoutspeaking.thisisthegreatparadox.

timepasses,andgraduallyourbreathingbeginstocoincide.deepbreaths,relaxedbreaths,andthereisamomentwhenshedozesoff,likethosecomfortablewithoneanotheroftendo.whenshewakes,amiracle:"doyouseethatbird?"shepointstoit,andistrainmyeyes.itisawondericanseeit,buticanbecausethesunisbright.

"caspianstern,"isaysoftly,andwedevoteourattentiontoitasitglidesoverbricescreek.and,likeanoldhabitrediscovered,whenilowermyarm,iputmyhandonherkneeandshedoesn'tmakememoveit.

sheisrightaboutmyevasiveness.ondayslikethese,whenonlyhermemoryisgone,iamvagueinmyanswersbecausei'vehurtmywifeunintentionallywithcarelessslipsofmytonguemanytimesthesepastfewyears,andiamdeterminednottoletithappenagain.soilimitmyselfandansweronlywhatisasked,tolimitthepain.therearedayssheneverlearnsofherchildrenorthatwearemarried.iamsorryforthis,butiwillnotchange.

doesthismakemedishonest?perhaps,butihaveseenhercrushedbythewaterfallofinformationthatisherlife.couldilookmyselfinthemirrorwithoutredeyesandquiveringjawandknowihaveforgottenallthatwasimportanttome?icouldnotandneithercanshe,forwhenthisodysseybegan,thatishowibegan.herlife,hermarriage,herchildren.herfriendsandherwork.

thedayswerehardonbothofus.iwasanencyclopedia,anobjectwithoutfeeling,ofthewhos,whatsandwheresinherlife,wheninrealityitisthewhys,thethingsididnotknowandcouldnotanswer,thatmakeitallworthwhile.shewouldstareatpicturesofforgottenoffspring,holdpaintbrushesthatinspirednothing,andreadlovelettersthatbroughtbacknojoy.shewouldweakenoverthehours,growingpaler,becomingbitteranden

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