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Phone pressed to h the conference room door “How is she do…” My question trails off when I hear a plane flying overhead on the other end of the line People shouting Bike bells dinging And my breath turns to a block of ice in ht her outside?”

“I haven’t brought her anywhere! She refuses to listen!” the harried tutor, a former university professor naot bored with theinto the park barefoot, chasing a rabbit!”

Panic ripples through oddaical to be just running around a normal people They could hurt her They could try and take her from me She hasn’t lived with the threats of nornize the Now”

“I beg your pardon, Governor I have not been paid to draga tree Cate! Get down from there!”

“Christ” I drag a hand down ?”

“Yes”

“Try and keep her in one place I’m on my way”

I don’t bother returning to theThe less people who know about Cate, the better, until she is ready to be forroup of interns watch overnor’s offices and push through the double doors out into the sunshine My weekday driver is leaned up against the side of his SUV reading the paper, but one look at ine

“Colt Park” I slam the back door “Quickly”

“Yes, sir”

God, what is this possessiveness burrowed so deeply underneath ers witnessing her beauty, the way she flits around like a fairy fro Cate for my eyes alone, but I can’t seelen, laughing beneath the stars