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alliestaredathim.noonehadeversaidanythinglikethattoherbefore.ever.shedidn’tknowwhattosayandstayedsilent,herfacehot.

“i’msorryifimadeyoufeeluncomfortable,allie.ididn’tmeanto.butthatsummerhasstayedwithmeandprobablyalwayswill.iknowitcan’tbethesamebetweenus,butthatdoesn’tchangethewayifeltaboutyouthen.”

“itdidn’tmakemeuncomfortable.noah...it’sjustthatidon’teverhearthingslikethat.whatyousaidwasbeautiful.ittakesapoettotalkthewayyoudo.andlikeisaid,you’retheonlypoeti’veevermet.”

peacefulsilencedescendedonthem.anospreycriedsomewhereinthedistance.thepaddlemovedrhythmically,causingripplesthatrockedtheboateversoslightly.thebreezehadstopped,andthecloudsgrewblackerasthecanoemovedonwards.

allienoticeditall,everysound,everythought.hersenseshadcomealive,invigoratingher,andshefeltstrangelysatisfiedthatshe’dcome,pleasedthatnoahhadturnedintothetypeofmanshe’dthoughthewould,pleasedthatshewouldliveforeverwiththatknowledge.shehadseentoomanymeninthepastfewyearsdestroyedbywar,ortime,orevenmoney.ittookstrengthtoholdontoinnerpassion,andnoahhaddonethat.

thiswasaworker’sworld,notapoet’s,andpeoplewouldhaveahardtimeunderstandingnoah.whodidsheknowinraleighwhotooktimeofftofixahouse?orreadwhitmanoreliot?orhuntatdawnfromthebowofacanoe?theseweren’tthethingsthatdrovesociety,butshefelttheymadelivingworthwhile.

toheritwasthesamewithart,thoughshehadrealizeditonlyuponcominghere.orrather,rememberedit.shehadknownitoncebefore,andagainshecursedherselfforforgettingsomethingasimportantascreatingbeauty.paintingwaswhatshewasmeanttodo,shewassureofthatnow.shewasgoingtogiveitanothershot,nomatterwhatanyonesaid.

wouldlonencourageherpainting?sherememberedshowinghimoneofherpaintingsacoupleofmonthsaftertheyhadfirststartedgoingout.itwasabstract,meanttoinspirethought.lonhadstaredatit,andthenhadaskedherwhatitwassupposedtohe,

sheknewshewasn’tbeingcompletelyfair.shelovedlou,andalwayshad,forotherreasons.lonwasagoodman,thekindofmanshe’dalwaysknownshewouldmarry.withhimtherewouldbenosurprises,and‘therewascomfortinknowingwhatthefuturewouldbring.hewouldbeakindhusbandandshewouldbeagoodwife.shewouldhaveahomenearfriendsandfamily,children,arespectableplaceinsociety.itwasthekindoflifeshe’dalwaysexpectedtolive.andthoughshewouldn’tdescribetheirsasapassionaterelationship,shehadconvincedherselflongagothatthiswasn’tnecessaryforfulfilment.passionwouldfadeintimeandthingslikecompanionshipandcompatibilitywouldtakeitsplace.sheandlonhadthis,andshehadassumedthiswasallsheneeded.

butnow,asshewatchednoahrowing,shequestionedthisassumption.heexudedsexualityineverythinghedid,everythinghewas,andshecaughtherselfthinkingabouthiminawaythatanengagedwomanshouldn’t.shetriednottostare,buttheeasywayhemovedhisbodymadeithardtokeephereyesfromhimforlong.

“hereweare,”noahsaidasheguidedthecanoetowardssometreesnearthebank.

allielookedaround,notseeinganything.“whereisit?”

“here,”hesaidagain,pointingthecanoeatafallentreethatwasalmostcompletelyobscuringanopening.

heguidedthecanoearoundthetree,andbothofthemhadtolowertheirheadstokeepfrombumpingthem.

“closeyoureyes,”hewhispered,andalliedid,bringingherhandstoherface.shefeltthemovementofthecanoeashepropelleditforwards,awayfromthepullofthecreek.

“okay.”hefinallysaidafterhe’dstoppedpaddling.“youcanopenthemnow.”

theysatinthemiddleofasmalllakefedbythewatersofbricescreek.itwasn’tlarge,maybeahundredyardsacross,andshewassurprisedathowinvisibleithadbeenjustmomentsbefore.

itwasspectacular.tundraswanandcanadageeseliterallysurroundedthem.thousandsofthem.birdsfloatingsoclosetogetherinsomeplacesthatshecouldn’tseethewater.fromadistance,thegroupsofswanslookedalmostlikeicebergs.

“oh.noah,”shefinallysaidsoftly,“it’sbeautiful.”

theysatinsilenceforalongwhile,watchingthebirds.noahpointedoutagroupofchicks,recentlyhatched,followingapackofgeeseneartheshore,strugglingtokeepup.

theairwasfilledwithhonkingandchirpingasnoahmovedthecanoethroughthewater.thebirdsignoredthemforthemostpart.theonlyonesthatseemedbotheredwerethoseforcedtomovewhenthecanoeapproachedthem.alliereachedouttotouchtheclosestonesandfelttheirfeathersrufflingunderherfingers.

noahtookoutthebreadhe’dbroughtinhisbagandhandedittoallie.shescatteredit,favouringthelittleones,laughingandsmilingastheyswamincircleslookingforfood.

theystayeduntilthunderboomedinthedistance—fainthutpowerful—andbothofthemknewitwastimetoleave.

noahpaddledthecanoehacktothemaincreek.shewasstillamazedbywhatshehadseen.

“noah,whataretheydoinghere?”

“idon’tknow.iknowtheswansfromupnorthmigratetolakematamuskeeteverywinter,hutiguesstheycameherethistime.idon’tknowwhy.maybetheearlyblizzardhadsomethingtodowithit.maybetheygotofftrackorsomething.they’llfindtheirwayback,though.they’redrivenbyinstinct,andthisisn’ttheirplace.someofthegeesemaywinterhere,huttheswanswillgobacktomatamuskeet.”

noahpaddledhardasdarkcloudsrolleddirectlyoverhead.soonrainbegantofall,alightsprinkleatfirst,thengraduallyharder.light

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