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enough. Love, he had decided, was something he was incapable of.

Laughing, the three girls drove right by them. Only when Sol jumped into the centre of the road and
shouted something obscene in Spanish did they return in high-speed reverse. Park put his shirt back on,
his pulse still not settled from the wrestling match with the snake. Angie was the first out of the car. She
smiled and waved and hugged and kissed him. He reminded himself to tell her later not to do such things
in front of Robin. He hugged her in return, briefly.

"We've got to quit meeting this way," he said.

"But it's so romantic," Shani laughed, coming up. "Mind if I butt in?" she asked Angie before planting a
quick kiss on his lips. She tasted like Rolaids.

Angie shook her head, took his hand, not looking altogether pleased. "I don't mind."

Sol got Shani next, hugging her like he might eat her, while Kerry remained aloof. But then he grinned
slyly at Kerry, and said, "Hey, babe, why don't you just slide on over here and give me a big... give me a
little taste?"

It was an absurd line, but Kerry smiled with happiness, and Park was glad. Kerry didn't have Shani's
brightness or Robin's warmth, and she was too quick to gossip, but he felt she was essentially a good kid
who'd had to beat a pretty tough rap this year. He had always wished that it had been Lena's butt they
had seen. Besides probably having a far more stimulating rear, she would haveenjoyed having an excuse
to flash her goods.

Without batting an eye, Sol tried to give Kerry a quick feel right there in front of them. "Animal!" she
squealed in delight, making a halfhearted attempt to slap him.

"You know it," Sol said.

"Some things never change," Park muttered.

"Some things do," Shani whispered, standing close by. He glanced at her, surprised. For a moment she
seemed sad. But then she turned away, towards Flynn, and he could feel her tremble. He knew she was
wild about Flynn, but had sworn a vow not to leak the news, which he had no intention of breaking.
Flynn had watched their reunion from a detached distance. Now he stepped forward, nodding slightly
like an English officer. He always appeared in perfect control.

"Hi, Shani," he said.
"Hi! I didn't know you knew me - I mean -- knew my name." She blushed. "How are you Flynn?"

"Fine."

"I'm happy to... ahh... that you're fine."

"I'm happy to see you," he said, the perfect gentleman.

Shani bowed her head, embarrassed. "Oh."

"You should have been here a few minutes ago," Park said. "Flynn saved Sol's life. He killed that