“You should leave this place,” I told him, both believing and despising my words. Wil let the idea hang a while in the crisp air between us. Then he grinned at me—as he had on our first exchange at the corner of North Laura and Main, and as he had when I stood naked before him at the hut—with appreciation for something within me that no one else, least of all myself, had ever perceived. I felt crazy inside, my suggestion so at odds with my desire that it was as if some other girl had spoken. He shook his head. “There are more folks like Seth than stars in the night sky,” he finally answered,
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