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curved around the house on its way down
to the creek. They had no power. The storm had probably blown a
fuse or something had parted in the wind and he was no longer sure
that he wanted to make any kind of report. Unsure that if what he
had seen were real, that the knowledge was in fact something that
should be shared with others at that moment.
"Nat?"
He finally stirred, looking back over his shoulder into the
darkness of the cabin. "Storms gone. Should clear up in a couple a
hours or so," he said absently. Unwilling at that moment to devote
more attention to Millie. "Then we can go if you want."
"Do you think the boat's okay?"
He chuckled under his breath. "It had better be, it'll be
damned difficult to get out of here."
"Then don't you suppose you should check the radio?"
"I can do that later. Preferably when there's more light; see
the antenna. Dawn will be here pretty soon, anyway."
Millie did not immediately answer. Then Miho Suzuki said quietly,
"And the end of it."
No, not now, Millie, he thought. I don't really want to visit
this discussion again, one they had been having over a course of a
few years. "Perhaps, not," he remarked instead, trying to
forestall it. "We can talk about it some more," he said finally.
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