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Soood spy knows that So I chose to believe him

He kissed me on the forehead and started back the e’d come, but at the last second I called, "What’s her name, Zach?" He turned back to me "Your mother…I don’t even know her name"

"Catherine Her name is Catherine" Then he smiled a little sadly and went downstairs

Even after I woke and got out of bed, I didn’t feel better To tell you the truth, I didn’t feel anything I was faintly aware of the fact that the halls were empty, the corridors quiet, as I walked alone to the closed door and raised my hand to knock

"Come in! Coood to see you, Cae satchel, then snapped the lock and gestured to the chair beside the fire "I appreciate your colanced at theand saw that it was dark outside I looked down atmy pajamas

Dr Steve walked around his desk, took the seat opposite mine "I heard about what happened in Ireland, Cammie And I wanted to kno are you?"

It was a question I’d heard a lot in my life How’s your head? How’s your safety? How’s your heart? So I answered as truthfully as I could

"I don’t know"

"I can iht feel sad and confused after what happened It’s only natural Here"--he handed me a piece of paper--"I find that it can be very helpful to write those feelings down"

"I’ out the words "It’s only natural"

"Of course it is" He leaned forward, looked atthat necklace, Cammie?"

My hand went to my throat "This necklace?"

"I feel foolish for not realizing what it was earlier But of course you didn’t have it at the stone house"

"No," I said "When I was in Rome, I mailed it to myself with a bunch of other jewelry"

Dr Steve laughed "You’re a very sirl, Cammie"

"Thank you"

"That’s why you’re such a formidable opponent for the people who have been after you"

"I guess," I had to admit, but truthfully I didn’t feel for, Ca you were just singing"

"I wasn’t singing any song"

"Yes you were It was this song"

Then Dr Steve pushed a button and I heard it--I really heard it--theinside of me from the moin to sway, and when Dr Steve said, "Sing it, Caan to hum because there were no words

"Do you re, Cammie?" Dr Steve said softly

"It was the week before my father disappeared--the day he took ht Think about the circus It’s like you’re there now What do you see?"

"There is a lion tamer and some clowns and--"

"Where is your father, Cah the crowd A wo in front of us She’s dropped her purse and he’s helping her There’s a napkin on the ground"

"What does he do with the napkin, Cammie?"

"He offers it to her, and she says, ‘No, that’s trash’ Then he puts it in his pocket and leads nized the scene for what it was "It’s a dead drop"

"It is," Dr Steve said

"There’s a list of naher wrote I am supposed to remember that list"

I kneas true--that it was right--but even as I spoke the words, there was so in my mind, like a tiny ripple on a perfectly still pond

"Dr Steve," I said, er, "how did you knoas a stone house where they held me?"

Dr Steve smiled "Because I was there, of course"

"Of course," I repeated, and I honestly felt embarrassed that I hadn’t re forward to the day when Mr Soloot"

"Don’t be We would never have let you escape if eren’t certain we could et"