Yet one more alien notion between them. So distant a concept that he, once more, doesn't know what to do with it, doesn't know what to say, other than to accept the memory as it plays out.
So, Blackgale again. Newer houses, younger trees than he recalls during his strolls through the town. Amelia's touting the student look, now, as the memory falls into place.
So, what's he do to, other than the follow? Henry does just that, quietly, seeing what will happen.]
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Yet one more alien notion between them. So distant a concept that he, once more, doesn't know what to do with it, doesn't know what to say, other than to accept the memory as it plays out.
So, Blackgale again. Newer houses, younger trees than he recalls during his strolls through the town. Amelia's touting the student look, now, as the memory falls into place.
So, what's he do to, other than the follow? Henry does just that, quietly, seeing what will happen.]