Lindsey listened with sharp attention. “She just left ya, without an explanation?” Terah nodded even though she was walking in front of him. “I had a boyfriend once, in high school. It didn’t end well. Some of us just aren’t cut out for relationships, I guess.” She stopped walking. “Are you okay?” Terah wondered. “It’s Calum,” she said. Terah looked ahead. Coming at them through the trees was a tall, balding man with white hair falling from his tonsure to his shoulders. His beard was neatly trimmed like a man who had a mirror and a good pair of scissors. He wore faded jeans and a plaid shirt under a jacket not dissimilar from Lindsey’s. Terah realized they were very nearly identically dressed. “Lindsey! I knew it was you. God, you look awful.” “Thanks, Calum. You know how to make a girl feel good.” She was smiling. “And this must be Dr. Terah Economy.” He didn’t offer his hand. “I do...
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