But you couldn't. Why, that boy could hide for thirty years—without the girl. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. When he returned from pissing, he sat down with her. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do.
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