ile I was sitting in the hospital cafeteria wit
ove Bridal Veil Falls. Their car was still at the trailhead. The
e road in f
r heels bloody. I found them sheltering under a rock ledge a half mile above the falls, and by the time I got them down
at the trailhead w
lamp strapped over her hat, and she looked at th
this
bus before
and by then the road behind us had drifted over too. We sat in the ambulance with the engine running and the heat on and the
The county's got three other road
at me across
ours,"
e ho
with Clara and the radio, and the wind rocked the ambulance on its springs
in half without asking and handed me one side. It was
like mustar
't min
ade a
ace because
not last long, but it changed the inside of
her about her f
one of my
Everything about h
e quiet and I a
and two on this one. She asked if I had family here and I told her a brother and that he was dead. She did not say she was sorr
as a geologist. He was doing survey work on the eastern
sor
radio was working that morning and he called his office at nine and said he was on his way down.
ooked
been pre med already, but I changed it because I wanted to
ou take the n
She set the sandwich down. "Now tell m
e of the bus and the
c. He said if he did not know better he would say a large animal had bitten him
it a
ep sayi
it's what
moment. Her green eyes wer
I think you've seen those marks before. I think the night Peter fell you were already on the trail befor
ld I be
ned back in her seat. "Maybe y
k and said the couple were awake and asking for water, and Clara got up to see to them. When she came back she sat down beside me instead of across fro
he said. "Let
s fi
e look
. She turned my hand over in hers and ran her thumb along the line of stitches,
l that,"
es
t is
n't k
Her thumb moved along the inside of my wrist and set
the al
you've been up here every day for
the cab was the red glow from the radio, and her face was cl
a," I
ll me you don't know. I've spent ten years listening to men tell me
my wrist. I could have
tell you,
hy
u wouldn't
y m
came through from the back. "Do
hen she let go of my wrist and got up, an
he front of the bus. "You've
ght about Daniel in the workshop and Marcus at the window and the via
to ask you ag
kn
you goi
yellow and bright through the snow. Clara walked out to meet it w
d. "Look in your
to the ambulanc
and familiar. It was my glove. The one I had lost on the trail three we
the whole time, and on the back of it, written in black m
pl
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