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nodding. "I don't understand."

"Leave it that way. Phoebe. Sometimes, it's

good here to not understand. You're better off." Robin

said.

But I was a moth drawn to fire. I couldn't stop

thinking about it.

Like same fatalist who knew she was headed

for disaster no matter what road she took. I had no

doubt in my mind that I would understand what they

meant someday.

"Since Natani favored her, maybe he knows

something. Have you ever asked him?" I inquired. Gia raised her eyebrows, "Have you ever asked

Natani a question about anything yet?"

"Yes."

"So you know how he answers. He doesn't give

straight answers. Instead, he tells you some Indian

folk tale about animals and you're supposed to get the

point,"

"Maybe that's his way to avoid reality," Mindy

suggested.

"Or maybe it's his way not to," I said. No one spoke again for a long moment. "Let's do our homework. At least it's something

to do and it keeps her from blaming us for something

else." Gia said in a tired voice.

Everyone returned to the books and we were

soon working together, each of us every once in a

while pausing to think about that locked basement

door. I know that's what was on their minds. It was on

mine and I could see the fear, like some sheet of thin

ice sliding over their eyes.

Of all the things they told us about Posy, the


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