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 He treasured this statement … It lingered now and he wondered if Blake would come and get him if he stayed.

He had been there three years ago; had loved the strange old buildings, drenched so deep in history. He had vivid memories of them, all drenched in rusting iron and bricks, decayed from age. How grand it would be to have Blake by his side, walking down the narrow streets, explaining things that would make him understand himself. What were those things? He was almost sure he would never find them alone. How could he. In a city convulsed with people, miles of winding streets; where could he find what Blake had meant. At least he would try, he told himself. He was older now. Yes, he was grown now and he could walk alone and try to find what Blake had meant. Alone … Always alone … How much better if Blake could be at his side … He didn't ever want to be alone again …

Glenn Rogers was standing on the front porch of his house when Gaylord drove up. He lunged toward the car, smiling, and the deep dimples formed in his cheeks. Gaylord sure was nice to come and pick him up … He must do something nice for him. He didn't know what it would be right now, but he was not going to forget it.

"Hi, Gay," Rogers beamed … "You're right on time."

"Always try to be on time," Gaylord said to him as he sat down.

They left the curb and headed for the middle of the sreet [sic].

Rogers turned to him. "I called you last night. Thought maybe you were sick, but no one answered."

"No, I wasn't sick. Didn't I tell you on the phone I wasn't," grinned Gaylord.

"That's right," blushed Rogers. "I'm repeating myself."

"I didn't mean to be nasty," Gaylord said noting the shy glance.

"What time did you call?"

"Oh, guess it must have been around seven." Rogers looked into the bright and mellow eyes. They seemed brighter than he had ever seen them. Even the way he sat behind the wheel was different. He seemed to have more confidence, or something.

"I must of been up town."

"You must have been … Sure don't look sick this morning."

"How do I look this morning?" 165