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THE ONE WHO CAME BACK — Part 3: There Was No Catch in It. That's How She Knew.

THE ONE WHO CAME BACK — Part 3: There Was No Catch in It. That's How She Knew.

She wakes cold from the bone out. Her hands — the surest thing about her, eleven years without a tremor — are shaking, and there is less of them than there was. Something is set behind her sternum with a long line running out to sea, and it is taking in the slack.Wes finally tells her the whole of it, at the empty grave, in the fog. What happened on the hull. What his hand did.Her grief was the rope. Three years of refusing to let go became a line running into the dark, and Jonah climbed it — but nothing crosses back whole. He came back dissolved worst around the one truth nobody would say, and something has been seeping into that gap ever since.Then, in the dark, she cannot tell which one is touching her. The real Jonah came back with a wound in him, and a wound makes a man hesitate. This is fluent. This has no catch at all — because it isn't made of his love. It's made of hers, read off her skin and handed back flawless.Part 3 of 4.


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Hello and welcome to Romance Weekly. This is The One

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Who Came Back, Episode 3, Undertow....

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The morning I understood what I had done, I could

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not get warm. I noticed it first in my hands.

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My hands are the surest thing about me. They have

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laid gold seams finer than a hair for eleven years

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without a tremor. That morning they shook, and they were

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cold in a way the fire could not touch, a

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cold that came from inside, from the bone out. And

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when I held them up to the light they looked thinner,

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not much. but I know my own hands the way

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I know my own name, and there was less of

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them than there had been. I had begun to feel

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it in other places too, a greyness, a pull, low

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in my chest, always toward the same direction, toward the harbour,

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toward the water. Like a hook set behind my sternum,

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with a long line running out to sea, and something

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at the far end reeling, patient and steady, taking in

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the slack, I went to Ruth first, and then to

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the old books, and then, when I could not stand it,

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to Wes, because Wes had said before it finishes, and

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Wes knew what the water does, and I had run

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out of people who would tell me the truth. I

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found him at the empty grave, Jonah's grave, the headstone

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over nothing. And Wes was sitting in front of it

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in the fog with a bottle, the way I had

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heard he did, and when I came up the hill,

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he did not turn around. You know now, he said.

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I can see it on you. You're going grey at

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the edges. It's taking you. He took a drink. It

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always takes somebody. That's the price of the crossing. Nothing

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comes back for free. And then Wes told me the

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whole of it. The thing he had carried for three years.

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The thing that had hollowed him out slower than the

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water was hollowing me. It came out of him in pieces.

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the way a true thing comes out when it has

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been held too long. The night of the squall, they

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had both gone into the water. The boat went over

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and they both went in, and the cold took them fast,

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and Jonah, who was the stronger swimmer, who was always

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the one who saved things, got Wes to the overturned

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hull and got his hands on it, got him a grip,

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got him safe. He had my hand, Wes said. and

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he was looking at his own open palm in the fog,

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as he said it, at the hand, as if it

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belonged to someone he hated. You have to understand how

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cold it was. That cold isn't cold. It's a hand

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around your whole body squeezing the person out of you.

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He got me to the hull, and he put my

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fingers on the strake, and he had my other hand

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in his, and he was saying, hold on, Wes, hold on,

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I've got you. In that voice, you know the voice,

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the one that made you believe everything was going to

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be all right even when it wasn't, and then a

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wave came over us both. He stopped. The fog moved

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between us. And in the water, in that second, there

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is a thing that is not you. It is older

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than you, and it does not care about your brother.

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It only wants to live, and it felt his weight

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pulling on my arm, dragging me off the hull. and

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it opened my hand. His voice cracked all the way through.

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I let go of him. That is the part I

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have never said. Not the water. Me. My hand opened

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and chose me, and he went off into the black,

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and he did not come back up. And I held

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on to that hull alone until morning, with his voice

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still in my ears, saying, I've got you. And then

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they pulled me out and asked me what happened, and

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I told them the sea took him swept off the hull.

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Nothing anyone could have done. I have told it that

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way so many times. I had almost come to believe

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it myself. He looked at me.

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Almost.

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I let go of him, Wes said, and he was

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weeping now, openly, into the fog. He saved me, and

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I let go of him, and I have let everyone

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think the water just took him. But it didn't just

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take him. I gave him to it, And now you're

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doing the same thing I did, Mara, only backwards. You

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couldn't stand to let go, so you never did. And

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you've been holding onto him for three years so hard

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you pulled him back through. And it is going to

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cost you exactly what it cost him, everything. I understood

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it then, all of it, the whole shape of the ruin.

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My grief was the rope, the plate, the lamp, the

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words at the water's edge. The bowl I broke every

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night so the mend would never finish. Three years of

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refusing to let go had become a line running out

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into the dark, and Jonah had climbed it. But a

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thing that comes back across does not come back whole.

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The far side dissolved him, and it dissolved him worst

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around the wound, around the truth of his own death,

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the missing final second, the hand that opened. He came

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back with a gap exactly the shape of the thing

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no one had ever said out loud, and the far side,

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which has no shape of its own, which is only

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cold and hunger, and the formless dark under everything, had

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been seeping into that gap ever since, filling him up

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from the inside with something that was not him, wearing

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him like a coat, learning me. That night I found

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out how much of him was already gone. I will

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tell you this part plainly. because it is the most

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frightened I have ever been, and the most important thing

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that happened to me. I woke in the dark and

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he was already awake, lying beside me, facing me. And

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the room was cold, and the deep water smell was

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thick in it, and the sound of the undertow was

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in the walls. That low-dragging suck of the tide going

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out over stones, in my house, a mile from the water,

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and he was touching me, softly, The way Jonah touched me.

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His hand moving over me in the dark exactly the

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way I loved, exactly the way I had grieved, saying

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the tender things in the low voice. And it was perfect.

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It was seamless. And that is how I knew. It

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was too seamless. There was no gap in it. Jonah

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forgot the bonfire. Jonah went still and lost his words.

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This was fluent. This had no wound in it at all.

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Because it was not made of Jonah's love, It was

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made of mine, reflected back, the far side reading my

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own longing off me and giving it back to me flawless.

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And I lay there in the dark, being touched exactly

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the way I most wanted to be touched, by a

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thing that was not him, that was wearing the gap

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where he used to be. And I could not tell.

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God help me. For whole minutes I could not tell

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the difference, because the counterfeit was built out of my

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own heart, I lay very still in the dark, and

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I made myself do the most frightening thing I have

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ever done, which was to keep letting a thing I

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was no longer sure of touch me while I listened

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for the seam. Because there had always been a seam,

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that was how I had known him, all along, even returned,

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even wrong. The real Jonah came back with a wound

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in him, and the wound made him hesitate, made him

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lose the words, made him go still, and search for

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a memory that was not there. The love of a

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broken man has a catch in it. This had no catch.

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This was frictionless. It knew where to touch me before

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I knew myself. Because it was not working from memory.

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It was working from me. Reading my wanting off my

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skin in real time, and answering it a half second

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before I could want it. A mirror with no lag,

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and a mirror with no lag, is not a person.

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It is a hunger that has learned your face. I

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had spent three years alone touching myself in the dark

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and calling it him. This was that. This was my

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own longing, given hands and a mouth and his voice.

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And it was better than he had ever been. And

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that was the tell. That was the horror. That the

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counterfeit was seamless because it was built out of the

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exact shape of what I had been starving for. Say

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my name, I whispered. Mara. It said, warm, perfect, immediate,

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no catch at all. And that was the last of it.

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Because the real one, the true, incomplete one, would have paused.

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I pulled back and I turned on the light. And

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for one second, one full second before he could arrange it,

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I saw the thing in my bed. The cold, flat

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eyes with no reflection. The stillness that was not a

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man's stillness. The mouth open a little too wide. and

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behind it, or under it, or through it, the dark

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of the far side looking out at me with a

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patience that had no bottom delighted almost to have been

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seen at last the whole room stank of the deep

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and then jonah's face closed back over it like water

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closing over a stone and he was there again my

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jonah Wrecked and frightened and reaching for me, saying, I'm losing. Mara,

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I can feel it winning. Please, you have to finish it.

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You have to make me whole. You're the only one

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who can. And I did not know. I did not

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know anymore. Which one had said it? I ran. I

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am not proud of it. I ran out into the

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fog and down to the cove, the pool behind my

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sternum dragging me the whole way, and I stood at

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the black edge of the water where I had stood

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a thousand nights, and I felt how easy it would

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be to pour the rest of myself down the line.

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To fill his gaps with my own life, the way

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I fill a break with gold, to empty myself into

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him until he was whole, and I could feel it starting,

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feel my own self running out of me toward the water,

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and it would have worked. That is the terrible thing.

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It would have worked, and I would have been the

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empty box in the ground, and he would have walked

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warm in the sun, whole, wearing whatever was left. I

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could feel exactly how it would go, a warmth going

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out of me, and a coldness coming in to take

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its place, the two currents crossing behind my ribs, and

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it did not even hurt. That was the worst of it.

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It felt like relief. It felt like finally finishing the

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sentence I had refused to finish for three years, like

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setting down a weight I had carried so long. I

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had stopped feeling it until the moment it began to lift.

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The water wanted me to think it was mercy. That

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is how it takes you, not as terror, as the

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end of terror. Wes found me there. He must have followed.

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He pulled me back from the edge and he shook

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me and he said, That is exactly how it starts.

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That is exactly what I saw in his face on

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the hull. Let him go, Mara. There isn't enough of

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him left to save and you are drowning yourself to

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keep a door open. Let him go. And I did

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not know, standing there grey and half-emptied with the water

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pulling at me and the fog full of his outline,

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whether Wes was right, whether there was any Jonah left

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in the thing in my bed at all, or whether

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I had spent three years and now my own life

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mending a bowl that had been gone since the night

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his hand opened in the dark.