voice.
?No, I don?t,? she said. They neared the end of the hallway that
led down to the locker rooms. She finally turned to look at him,
which she shouldn?t have. He looked hurt.
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?Okay,? he said, barely above a whisper. ?Are you going to tell me
what I did wrong or am I supposed to guess??
?You didn?t do anything wrong,? Helen answered listlessly. He
looked at her, waiting to feel the lie, but there wasn?t one. The light
scattered momentarily around his face, hiding his expression.
?You?ll be able to get yourself to my house after track?? he asked
as he glanced around, so confused he didn?t know where to look or
what to say.
?About that,? Helen started, trying to think up a believable
excuse.
?You?re coming. We still haven?t found those two women and
now Creon is out there. Learning to defend yourself is more important
than what I did or didn?t do to piss you off,? he said, suddenly
angry.
She nodded, knowing it was stupid of her to even suggest giving
up her training. She could barely see him through the confusing
images he was creating as he bent the light around him. It was as if
there were three of him for a moment, whirling around like she
was looking at him through a kaleidoscope. She kept her head
down and her eyes behind her hair until his image stilled and she
could look at him without getting dizzy.
?Do you want me to stay away from you for the rest of the day??
he asked in a carefully controlled voice.
No, she thought. And yes. Both answers were completely true.
She couldn?t lie to him, but the truth had suddenly become very