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would it take her to go back to San Diego to see if this had all been a ploy to get rid of her? And
then what steps would she take when I wasn't there? When I wasn't anywhere?
I just couldn't picture very clearly whereI would be at that pointIt's wide enough for the car?let's follow it,Melanie insisted
I'm not sure we're supposed to go that way yet
It will be dark soon and we'll have to stopYou're wasting time!She was silently shouting in her
frustration
Or saving time, if I'm rightBesides, it'smytime, isn't it?
She didn't answer in wordsShe seemed to stretch inside my mind, reaching back toward the
convenient wash
I'm the one doing this, so I'm doing it my way
Melanie fumed wordlessly in response
Why don't you show me the rest of the lines?I suggestede could see if anything is visible
before night falls'll do that part myway
You're being childish
Again she refused to answerI continued toward the four sharp peaks, and she sulked
When the sun disappeared behind the hills, night washed across the landscape abruptly; one
minute the desert was sunset orange, and then it was blackI slowed, my hand fumbling around
the dashboard, searching for the switch for the headlights
Have you lost your mind?Melanie hissedo you have any idea how visible headlights would be
out here? Someone is sure to see us
So what do we do now?
Hope the seat reclines
I let the engine idle as I tried to think of options besides sleeping in the car, surrounded by the
black emptiness of the desert nightMelanie waited patiently, knowing I would find none
This is crazy, you know,I told her, throwing the car into park and twisting the keys out of the
ignitionThere can't really be anyone out her
