Heartsong (Logan 2)

questions, to put aside my quest for truth. I shook my

head.

"I can't promise something I'm not sure I have

the strength or even the willingness to do," I said. He sighed with frustration and then smiled

again.

"All right, but at least promise you'll try. It's

important to my work." He waited.

"I'll try," I offered, weakly.

It was enough for now. He hopped out of the

jeep and I followed, Ulysses at our heels.

"I've been working all weekend," he said as we

went around the house to the studio. "Even without

my star," he added, throwing a smile back at me. When he opened the studio door, I saw what he

meant. Near the marble block, there was a large

papier-mache mass shaped like a wave about to crash

on shore.

"It's not exactly right yet, but that's something

like the wave I've envisioned," he said. "Do you see

the opening in the center?"

"Yes?'

"I want you to go behind the wave, crawl under,

and come up through that hole."

"Really?"

"That's the idea. I can picture you emerging

from a wave, as part of the wave, this way.

Understand?"

"Yes," I said, thinking it was a very clever idea. "Just crawl in first and then I'll tell you how I

want you to stand and so on." He went to his drawing

table.

Then he nodded at me and I walked around the