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What had she said Her trip was good, she had checked in, had done some shopping. Left her number. Thats about all. He thought about her then. He loved her, he was sure of that. Not only was she beautiful and charming, but shed become his source of stability and best friend as well. After a hard day at work, she was the first person he would call. She would listen to him, laugh at the right moments, and had a sixth sense about what he needed to hear. But more than that, he admired the way shed always spoken her mind. He remembered that after theyd gone out a few times, hed said to her what he said to all women he dated—that he wasnt ready for a steady relationship. Unlike the others, though, Allie had simply nodded and said, Fine. But on her way out the door, shed turned and said: But your problem isnt me, or your job, or your freedom, or whatever else you think it is. Your problem is that youre alone. Your father made the Hammond name famous, and youve probably been compared to him all your life. Youve never been your own person. A life like that makes you empty inside, and youre looking for someone who will magically fill that void. But no one can do that but you. The words had stayed with him that night and rung true the follog morning. Hed called again, asked for a second chance, and after some persistence, shed reluctantly agreed. In the four years theyd dated, shed become everything he ever wanted, and he knew he should spend more time with her. But practicing law made limiting his hours impossible. Shed always understood, but still, he cursed himself for not making the time. Once he was married, hed shorten his hours, he promised himself. Hed have his secretary check his schedule to make sure he wasnt overextending himself .

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Check ... And his mind clicked another notch. Check checking checking in He looked to the ceiling. Checking in Yes, that was it. He closed his eyes and thought for a second. No. Nothing. What, then Cmon, dont fail now. Think, damn it, think. New Bern. The thought popped into his head just then. Yes, New Bern. That was it. The little detail, or part of it. What else, though New Bern, he thought again, and knew the name. Knew the town a little, mainly from a few trials he had been in. Stopped there a few times on the way to the coast. Nothing special. He and Allie had never been there together. But Allie had been there before . And the rack tightened its grip, another part coming together. Another part but there was more . Allie, New Bern and and something at a party. A comment in passing. From Allies mother. Hed hardly noticed it. But what had she said And Lon paled then, remembering. Remembering what had been said so long ago. Remembering what Allies mother had said. It was something about Allie being in love one time with a young man from New Bern. Called it puppy love. So what, he had thought when hed heard it, and had turned to smile at Allie. But she hadnt smiled. She was angry. And then Lon guessed that she had loved that person far more deeply than her mother had suggested. Maybe even more deeply than she loved him. And now she was there. Interesting. Lon brought his palms together, as though he were praying, resting them against his lips. Coincidence Could be nothing. Could be exactly what she said. Could be stress and antique shopping. Possible. Even probable.


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Allie woke early the next morning, forced by the incessant chirping of starlings, and rubbed her eyes, feeling the stiffness in her body. She hadnt slept well, waking after every dream, and she remembered seeing the hands of the clock in different positions during the night, as if verifying the passage of time. Shed slept in the soft shirt hed given her, and she smelled him once again while thinking about the evening theyd spent together. The easy laughter and conversation came back to her, and she especially remembered the way hed talked about her painting. It was so unexpected, yet uplifting, and as the words began to replay in her mind, she realized how sorry she would have been had she decided not to see him again. She looked out the dow and watched the chattering birds search for food in early light. Noah, she knew, had always been a morning person who greeted dawn in his own way. She knew he liked to kayak or canoe, and she remembered the one morning shed spent with him in his canoe, watching the sun come up. Shed had to sneak out her dow to do it because her parents wouldnt allow it, but she hadnt been caught and she remembered how Noah had slipped his arm around her and pulled her close as dawn began to unfold. Look there, hed whispered, and shed watched her first sunrise with her head on his shoulder, dering if anything could be better than what was happening at that moment. And as she got out of bed to take her bath, feeling the cold floor beneath her feet, she dered if hed been on the water this morning watching another day begin, thinking somehow he probably had. She was right.






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