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Kayaks and Forgotten Dreams

        Allie    m, forced by t carlings, and rubbed iffness in    slept er every dream, and s positions during t, as if verifying time.

        S in t s    t togeter and versation came back to alked about ing.

        It ed, yet uplifting, and as to replay in    to see him again.

        S tctering birds searoaed daeak out o do it because s    allo, but s been caugo unfold. "Look t; rise ter t    moment.

        And as s out of bed to take , ser tking somehow he probably had.

        S.

        Noa nig,    flannel s, blue jacket, and boots. eetairs, drank a quick glass of milk, and grabbed ts on t ter Clem greeted o tored. o let ts magic, loosening up his muscles, warming his body, clearing his mind.

        tained, y taco    above terlio keep off ted it free from t it at , ied it quickly, took it to tered by ,    in ter s ream    and engine.

        t crisp, and t colors: black directly above ain peak, te range, being ligil it met took its place. ook a ferees and brackiser, and began to reflect. t of tle time to spend on ter. Camping, ing, o go. For t part o explore Neryside on foot ime, but in fourteen years    oed or kayaked o    turned.

        t mystical, about spending daer,    to    almost every day now.

        Sunny and clear or cold and bitter, it never mattered as o musi er turtles resting on a partially submerged log and c, skimming just above ter before vaniso twilig preceded sunrise.

        to tco stretcer. opped paddling    enoug to keep aring until ligo break trees. o pause at daybreak - t erhe day.

        , questions danced in er drops in a frying pan.    Lon and ype of man    tions of all, t Allie and why she had e.

        By time    re aken tricks out topped questioning it months ago.

        o dry, stretces, and    to tored    to t a fe from ter, and as uroed t ill a little stiff.

        t burned off yet, and iffness in ed rain. o tern sky and saorm clouds, t definitely present. t blo    to be outside w ime did he have? A few hours, maybe more. Maybe less.

        on nes, brus doairs to tc before, picked up a little around t to ter. Steady, but it art dropping soon. tern sky promised t.

        o never uimate t o go out. tning    story. Especially if er. A oe o be y sparked in humid air.

        ting off til later.    to toolser co it,    stoil it ;A dull ax is more dangerous t; o say.

        t ty minutes splitting and stag logs.    easily, rokes effit, and didnt break a s.    a feo ter and brougting the fireplace.

        Allies painting again ao touc, bringing back t seeing     about    made er all t sort of power did she have over him?

        urned aain. It    c ch. Allie should be here soon.

        Allie o cemperature. It    cold outside, and s    and fortable, maybe a little snug, but it looked good, and sed some    matched.

        S toaken its toll    sy beginning to er, t active ter in try, looked a little more run-do ill operating    movies. Fort totten Park looked exactly t een years ago, and ser sc to    o be.

        No seemed, not seemed so improbable, everyto place as it    sicle in t    very difficult to imagine, because ines seldom c    try club, to te scal. After t, a visit o get ready for dinner    a point to leave     a week she saw him regularly.

        S t,    one day en promised to and usually folloing back to t;I t tonig; ;Im sorry, but I t. Let me make it up to you later."

        S like tue    it, mostly because selling trutrial    s imes ing     to spend time h her now.

        S gallery, almost    in ion, turned and    back. S t     least t?

        S inside - it    of t Street - and broings. Many of tists rong sea flavor to ts of o ses, sandy beacugboats, piers, and seagulls. But most of all, s .

        On one ings t more suited astes. All ist s appeared to ecture of ting s, sed tist ed t pletely focused. Yet t direg    s. It ic. t about it, t, and s before s s because it reminded    more closely and t to    maybe Noa. Maybe sart painting again.

        At y Allie left t to ment store doo took a fees to find    ion. Paper, dra good enoug    painting, but it art, and sed by time s back to    at tarted    getting t agaiing ser a fees of abstra, screet se as seen from     came. It    as if sopped.

        S o try    and finally decided. Since s    in arting. And t    se, it came naturally and began to take form.

        Minutes passed quickly. Seadily but cime frequently so s be late, and s a little before noon. It aken almost t surprised    looked as t aken a great deal longer. After rolling it up, s it in a bag and collected t of    t    exactly sure why.

        Dain and out t she heard a voice behind her.

        "Miss?"

        Surned, k erday, a curious look on his face.

        "Yes?"

        "You    nig;

        S;I did?"

        "Yes. All from a Mr. ;

        O;Lon called?"

        "Yes, maam, four times. I talked to ime.    you. ;

        Srying to    simes? Four?    could t mean?    if something had happened bae?

        "Did    an emergency?"

        ; say, miss, but    mention anytually,    you, t;

        Good, s. ts good. And t as suddenly, a pang in .

        erday? ent? It ely unlike ? No... t    to folloo Noa.

        So call o get around it. But s    to, strangely. time, ao spend it doing o il later, and for some reason s almost as if talking to    e? A late dinner and then a walk? Maybe. Or a movie? Or...

        "Miss?"

        Almost noon, s. , sely felt as if shed been released from shackles.

        talk to ed to. S feel t it didnt bot g no;Is it really almost t;

        ter looking at t;Yes, a quarter till, actually."

        "Unfortunately," sarted, &qu reacell    Ill try to call er?"

        "Of course," ion in    ?

        ly e for a single own, she was sure.

        "t; s;Id appreciate it."

        tes later so Noaicipating t terday s t meant.

        As ses after s thouse.

        Noating in    tea, listening for t turn up t around front and cree again. Same spot as yesterday. Clem barked a greeting at ail wagging, and he car.

        Sepped out, patted Clem on t urned, smiling at Noao, and again    a slig seeing     from yesterday, t simply memories anymore. If anyttra fer ense, and it made tle nervous in her presence.

        Allie met ly on t    after she pulled back.

        "; s;w;

        tle, t. "Not even a Good afternoon or ?"

        Sience ro attributes. "Fine. Good afternoon. ? And w;

        ly, t;Allie, Ive got some bad ne;

        "?"

        "I o take you someplace, but    sure we s;

        ";

        "torm. ell be outside and mig . Besides, t be lig;

        "Its not raini. ?"

        "Up t a mile."

        "And Ive never been t;

        "Not ;

        S for a sed wermined.

        "t care if it rains."

        "Are you sure?"

        "Absolutely."

        ting t;tter go no; ; I bring t in for you?"

        So o t it inside,    in a bag, bringing it    the house.

        to ttle closer terday.

        " exactly is t;

        "Youll see."

        "Youre not even going to give me a ?"

        "ell," ;do you remember    and c;

        "I t about it t made me cry."

        " yoing to see today makes ;

        "I guess I s;

        ook a feeps before responding.

        "You are special,"    made ed to add somet , and Allie smiled a little beflang aiced it    later. After tossing to make sure    missed anyto ter.

        " I do anyt;

        "No, just get in."

        After so ter, close to the dock.

        tepped off to t carefully to prevent ty, kno w    looked.

        Allie sat at t of t missing tarted to paddle, but s rue.

        Sed to see if surned    most of all sed to c    t to top, and s muscles flex roke. oo, and sly. here from paddling every m.

        Artistic, s. t artistic about his.

        Sometural, as if being on ter    of a gene passed on to ary pool. c    discovered this area.

        S tely resembled ed, almost tradictory in so many    simple, a strangely erotibination. On try boy, erms. Yet to    ry t made , or per illed in o savor life more fully to, and t tracted o him.

        " are you t;

        S    a bit as Noa o t. S said mucarted, ae like t.

        "Good t; sly, and s     t , and s her as well.

        Sood t sometirring    cd as t t in s, and surning away before iced.

        "; she asked.

        "Anot any more t."

        A pause. t;Its pretty out . Its almost like going ba time."

        "In a    is, I t. t a single farm betarts, and ter is pure as rain. Its probably as pure as its ever been."

        Soell me, Noa do you remember most from t toget;

        "All of it."

        "Anyticular?"

        "No," he said.

        "You dont remember?"

        er a moment, quietly, seriously. "No, its not t. Its not . I    remember every moment oget really piy oime t meant more tire summer , t over another?

        "Poets often describe love as aion t    trol, o over    plan on falling in love    if you planned on falling in love    once , it    rol e our differences, and once iful ed. For me, love like t s    toget a single moment of it."

        Allie stared at    to    knoo say and stayed silent, .

        "Im sorry if I made you feel unfortable, Allie. I dido. But t summer ayed    t be t t doesnt c about you t;

        Sly, feeling ;It didnt make me unfortable, Noas just t I dont ever .    you said iful. It takes a poet to talk t Ive ever met."

        Peaceful silence desded on tance. A mullet splas rocked t ever so sligopped, and toination.

        Allie noticed it all, every sound, every t. ing    ing t fe ty ing    seeing ticle, ts,    temper during dayligerday sed to run aension    of it, replaced by somet t as she old red oe.

        S strangely satisfied t s Noaurned into type of man s    s kno feroyed by ime, or even money. It took strengto o inner passion, and Noa.

        t a poets, and people anding Noaood t toing t brougy to the world.

        ook time off to fix a man or Eliot, finding images in ts of t? Or ed da t drove society, but s t be treated as unimportant. to    , t only upon ing here.

        Or rat. S once before, and again sting sometant as creatiy. Painting o do, s no anot. A fair s, no matter w anyone said.

        ould Lon ence ing? Sings a couple of mo started going out. It ract painting and    to inspire t. In a    resembled ting above Noaood pletely, t may ouce. Lo it, studied it almost, and t it o be. S boto answer.

        S being pletely fair. S Noa in knoure y. It ed to live, ted to live. And t describe te relations t necessary to be fulfilled in a relationseo marry. Passion ime, and tibility ake its place. Shis was all she needed.

        But noion. y i     an eo stare and glanced aen, but t o keep her eyes from him for long.

        "; Noaorees he bank.

        Allie looked around, not seeing anyt;?"

        "; ing t an old tree t    pletely hidden from view.

        ree, and boto loo keep from bumping them.

        "Close your eyes," o er a of t forhe creek.

        "Okay," er opped paddling. "You    open t;
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