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At sixteen, I ran away from home to be
with Ronald Caro. He had been sixteen too,
and gorgeous, if the remaining snapshot in
my image memory were any indication. I
thought I loved him. My father, who had
been monitoring my e-mail, sent two police
officers and his personal assistant to
bring me home.

The resulting disgrace made me so ill that
I could not get out of bed for six months.
My then-future husband visited me each and
every day of those six months, and it is
from that period that most of my memories
of him were formed. I was glad to have
him; my father, who had been quite close
to me, rarely spoke to me after I ran away
with Ronald, and treated me as a stranger.

When Ronald reappeared in the Northland
long after I had married, my husband
showed his forgiving nature. He knew
Ronald Caro was no longer a threat to us.
He proved it by letting me take the short
shuttle hop to the Twin Cities to have
Kally linked.

Ronald did not act improperly toward me
then or thereafter, although he often
looked at me with a sadness I did not
reciprocate. My husband was relieved. He
always insisted on having the best, and
because my husband was squeamish about
brain work, particularly that which
required chips, lasers, and remote
placement devices, he preferred to let me
handle the childrenТs interface needs.

Even though I no longer wanted it, I still
had a personal relationship with Ronald
Caro. He did not treat me as a patient, or
as the mother of his patients, but as a
friend.

Nothing more.

Even my husband knew that.

Still, the afternoon I made the