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me?” Reed asks somewhat guardedly, probably because he thinks I’m after some of his trade secrets that he’s not allowed to reveal.
    That isn’t what I’m after. “Relax, I’m not going to make you tell me why archeologist have found dinosaurs bones if Creation is a true story,” I say, smiling at him and watching as his smile travels all the way to his eyes. I love that. “No, I was just after a story from your life. Something about you.”
    “I told you, Evie, I didn’t really begin to live until I met you,” he says. I roll my eyes at him, not buying it. “You don’t believe me?” he asks me, scanning my face.
    “No, you’re an artist. I’ve seen all of the beautiful carvings you’ve created, so I know you’ve at least had something going on before me,” I reason.
    “Most of those carvings were done while sitting in some desolate hole somewhere waiting for my prey to arrive,” he replies, looking out of the window at the scenery flashing by. “It was something to do when I couldn’t read one more sonnet I didn’t understand because I had no basis for the emotions being discussed. I travel through human civilizations on the fringes.” He glances at me then, probably trying to gauge my reaction to what he’s telling me. I school my face, trying not to let him know just how my heart hurts because of his lonely existence.
    He is quiet for a little while before he continues. “For the most part, I watch civilizations rise and I see them fall. Once in a while, I try to participate, like I have recently here, but that’s not my purpose. I have to be careful that I remain guarded about what I am,” he says. “I could tell you about my impressions of Sparta, of the warriors who were torn apart when their civilization was overrun. I can tell you about the Spanish Inquisition and the atrocities all perpetrated, supposedly in the name of God, but I’m merely an observer of the deeds of men. I cannot participate to any great extent, even when I would’ve felt justified to tear some of those men to shreds.” His smile is grim. I shiver, thinking of all the evil he has witnessed.
    “I’ve had to take time off from humans, after seeing some things that have disturbed me.” My imagination goes wild thinking of what must have been so bad as to disturb an angel whose sole purpose is to kill and tear apart other angels. I am ashamed when several things come to mind, some events in the not so distant past. “Sometimes, I’ve been able to stay out of human societies for decades. It’s more difficult now, than it used to be, but not impossible.”
    “When I do participate more closely with humans, I can’t form any lasting friendships with them. Sometimes people form an attachment to me for whatever reason.” He pauses to glance at me for a moment. “Take, for example, JT and Pete. They don’t know why they like me, they just do,” he says, smiling despite the grim life he describes. “But, I will only be able to hang around with them for a few more years at the most because they will notice that I’m still nineteen, while they’re older.” He laughs humorlessly. “So I’ll move away and start a new life somewhere else…but now I have you. You can come with me. We can go wherever we desire, wherever you desire,” he says, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it. I place the palm of my hand to his cheek and watch as he closes his eyes, savoring the feel of my skin on his.
    Contact… needs… no wonder he always looked so lost when he was near me, when we first met. He was lost… and I found him… and I’m keeping him, no matter what, I think.
    “I love you. We can go wherever you want, just as long as we’re together,” I say plainly, so that there won’t be any misunderstanding between us. I have to tear my eyes away from his radiant smile, so that we won’t get into an accident.
    “It is so strange where my mind goes these days…how I sit and dream about things that may