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sy;〃 I plained to Jacob when I picked him up after
school Friday。
〃Maybe we should cool it with the bikes。〃 He saw my objecting expression and
added; 〃At least for a
week or so。 You could stay out of the hospital for a week; right?〃
〃What are we going to do?〃 I griped。
He smiled cheerfully。 〃What ever you want。〃
I thought about that for a minute—about what I wanted。
I hated the idea of losing even my brief seconds of closeness with the
memories that didn't hurt—the ones
that came on their own; without me thinking of them consciously。 If I couldn't
have the bikes; I was going
to have to find some other avenue to the danger and the adrenaline; and that
was going to take serious
thought and creativity。 Doing nothing in the meantime was not appealing。
Suppose I got depressed again;
even with Jake? I had to keep occupied。
Maybe there was some other way; some other recipe some other place。
The house had been a mistake; certainly。 But his presence must be stamped
somewhere; somewhere
other than inside me。 There had to be a place where he seemed more real than
among all the familiar
landmarks that were crowded with other human memories。
I could think of one place where that might hold true。 One place that would
always belong to him and no
one else。 A magic place; full of light。 The beautiful meadow I'd seen only
once in my life; lit by sunshine
and the sparkle of his skin。
This idea had a huge potential for backfiring—it might be dangerously
painful。 My chest ached with
emptiness even to think of it。 It was hard to hold myself upright; to not give
myself away。 But