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1:30 A.M., Saturday, January 1, 2000
Agate, Colorado

Some time in the night, Amber tried to nudge Nate awake. "I can't sleep," she said. "I need to talk to you about where I was last night." Nate pretended to sleep. "Nate?" Nate pretended to sleep. He knew he couldn't deal rationally with anything as deep as that in the middle of the night. Instead he imagined what she might say, and devised his responses. He tried to avoid thinking of snappy movie quotes; this was serious. When he was awake, and they could talk calmly, he'd be ready. He'd decided after the Duane incident to trust her, to let her do what she thought best. Her iron independence always won anyway. Nate's heart ached as Amber got out of bed, dressed, and left.

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Chapter 6.2

1:30 A.M., Saturday, January 1, 2000
Agate, Colorado

Some time in the night, Amber tried to nudge Nate awake. "I can't sleep," she said. "I need to talk to you about where I was last night." Nate pretended to sleep. "Nate?" Nate pretended to sleep. He knew he couldn't deal rationally with anything as deep as that in the middle of the night. Instead he imagined what she might say, and devised his responses. He tried to avoid thinking of snappy movie quotes; this was serious. When he was awake, and they could talk calmly, he'd be ready. He'd decided after the Duane incident to trust her, to let her do what she thought best. Her iron independence always won anyway. Nate's heart ached as Amber got out of bed, dressed, and left.


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