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and she smiles.

"They're playing Luna Two tomorrow night," she says. "We could go talk to Dicey
then."

I almost tell her that Dicey is over at Hammer's, but he's probably passed out
drunk by now. And she probably doesn't want to go back there.

That's not the whole reason. That music scared me.

Keri's looking over my shoulder and I turn around to see what she's staring at.
It's getting light out. Dawn. And she looks at me and smiles and her face lights
up. "What? You thought I was gonna disappear in the daytime?" I laugh, but I
shiver a little, too. Because like I said, I don't know the rules. And I yawn,
because all of a sudden I'm incredibly tired.

"Okay." She laughs. "I'll take the hint and let you get some sleep." She looks
at Daniel, her smile fading. "I'll come by this afternoon, okay?"

He shrugs and lets her out.

"What's eating you?" I say as he locks the door. "You act like you're pissed at
Keri."

"You're eating me." He stomps over and flops down onto his futon. "Hey, you're
walking around without even a damn bruise, and Keri is coming on to you, and
everything's fine, huh?" He glares up from beneath the black fringe of his
bangs. "Something's really wrong here, you know?"

"I know." I sit down beside him, more tired than I've ever been in my life. "I
guess I'm just trying not to think about it -- what this means." I touch my
still-wet jeans. "I mean...this can't really be happening, but it is," And it
hits me again -- that bright warm shot-feeling. "This is my chance, Daniel-- my
chance to mean something in this shitty world. This is it."

Daniel puts his arm across my shoulders -- hesitant, like he expects me to shrug
him off. "There's a lot of power in the world." He's still staring at the wall.
"Don't you feel it when you walk down the street, or walk into a crowded room?
It's like currents in the air-- warm, or cold. Sometimes freezing.
Sometimes...ugly."

And I shiver, because he's looking into the air like he's seeing stuff I can't.
"Hammer's powerful," I say, and think about the bass chords shoving me out the
door.

"Yeah." Daniel nods. "And Keri, too, in a different way." He frowns. "You know,
when you save somebody's life, you kind of own it. That's a lot of
responsibility." He's looking at me sideways, frowning. "I wouldn't want it."

He's talking about Keri. "I don't own her," I say. "What about Dicey? He's such