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Fin died in the war. His destroyer was torpedoed in forty-three. Im sorry, she said. I know he was a good friend of yours. His voice changed, a little deeper now. He was. I think of him a lot these days. I especially remember the last time I saw him. Id come home to say good-bye before I enlisted, and we ran into each other again. He was a banker here, like his daddy was, and he and I spent a lot of time together over the next week. Sometimes I think I talked him into joining. I dont think he would have, except that I was going to. Thats not fair, she said, sorry shed brought up the subject. Youre right. I just miss him, is all. I liked him, too. He made me laugh. He was always good at that. She looked at him slyly. He had a crush on me, you know. I know. He told me about it. He did What did he say Noah shrugged. The usual for him. That he had to fight you off with a stick. That you chased him constantly, that sort of thing. She laughed quietly. Did you believe him Of course, he answered, why wouldnt I You men always stick together, she said as she reached across the table, poking his arm with her finger. She went on. So, tell me everything youve been up to since I saw you last. They started to talk then, making up for lost time. Noah talked about leaving New Bern, about working in the shipyard and at the scrap yard in New Jersey. He spoke fondly of Morris Goldman and touched on the war a little, avoiding most of the details, and told her about his father and how much he missed him. Allie talked about going to college, painting, and her hours spent volunteering at the hospital. She talked about her family and friends and the charities she was involved with. Neither of them brought up anybody they had dated since theyd last seen each other. Even Lon was ignored, and though both of them noticed the omission, neither mentioned it.

Reu But then, he had never really stopped, and this, he realized, was his destiny. Its been quite a night, he said, his voice softer now. Yes, it has, she said, a derful night. Noah turned to the stars, their tkling lights reminding him that she would be leaving soon, and he felt almost empty inside. This was a night he wanted never to end. How should he tell her What could he say that would make her stay He didnt know. And thus the decision was made to say nothing. And he realized then that he had failed. The rockers moved in quiet rhythm. Bats again, over the river. Moths kissing the porch light. Somewhere, he knew, there were people making love. Talk to me, she finally said, her voice sensual. Or was his mind playing tricks What should I say Talk like you did to me under the oak tree. And he did, reciting distant passages, toasting the night. Whitman and Thomas, because he loved the images. Tennyson and Browning, because their themes felt so familiar. She rested her head against the back of the rocker, closing her eyes, grog just a bit warmer by the time hed finished. It wasnt just the poems or his voice that did it. It was all of it, the whole greater than the sum of the parts. She didnt try to break it down, didnt want to, because it wasnt meant to be listened to that way. Poetry, she thought, wasnt written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.

nion Afterward Allie tried to remember the last time she and Lon had talked this way. Although he listened well and they seldom argued, he was not the type of man to talk like this. Like her father, he wasnt comfortable sharing his thoughts and feelings. Shed tried to explain that she needed to be closer to him, but it had never seemed to make a difference. But sitting here now, she realized what shed been missing. The sky grew darker and the moon rose higher as the evening wore on. And without either of them being conscious of it, they began to regain the intimacy, the bond of familiarity, they had once shared. They finished dinner, both pleased with the meal, neither talking much now. Noah looked at his watch and saw that it was getting late. The stars were out in full, the crickets a little quieter. He had enjoyed talking to Allie and dered if hed talked too much, dered what shed thought about his life, hoping it would somehow make a difference, if it could. Noah got up and refilled the teapot. They both brought the dishes to the sink and cleaned up the table, and he poured two more cups of hot water, adding teabags to both. How about the porch again he asked, handing her the cup, and she agreed, leading the way. He grabbed a quilt for her in case she got cold, and soon they had taken their places again, the quilt over her legs, rockers moving. Noah watched her from the corner of his eye. God, shes beautiful, he thought. And inside, he ached. For something had happened during dinner. Quite simply, he had fallen in love again. He knew that now as they sat next to one another. Fallen in love with a new Allie, not just her memory.

Because of him, shed gone to a few poetry readings offered by the English department while in college. Shed sat and listened to different people, different poems, but had stopped soon after, discouraged that no one inspired her or seemed as inspired as true lovers of poetry should be. They rocked for a while, drinking tea, sitting quietly, drifting in their thoughts. The compulsion that had driven her here was gone nowâ€”she was glad for thisâ€”but she worried about the feelings that had taken its place, the stirrings that had begun to sift and swirl in her pores like gold dust in river pans. Shed tried to deny them, hide from them, but now she realized that she didnt want them to stop. It had been years since shed felt this way. Lon could not evoke these feelings in her. He never had and probably never would. Maybe that was why she had never been to bed with him. He had tried before, many times, using everything from flowers to guilt, and she had always used the excuse that she wanted to wait until marriage. He took it well, usually, and she sometimes dered how hurt he would be if he ever found out about Noah.

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