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Along with two moldering corpses and Jurt's little finger, a dozen or
so roses lay scattered on the floor at my feet, there at the rainbow's end.
CHAPTER 5
As we walked along the beach in the direction of the harbor, Coral
finally spoke:
"Does that sort of thing happen around here very often?"
"You should come by on a bad day," I said.
"If you don't mind telling me, I'd like to hear what it was all about."
"I guess I owe you an explanation," I agreed, "because I wronged you
back there, whether you know it or not."
"You're serious."
"Yep,"
"Go on. I'm really curious."
"It's a long story . . . ," I began again.
She looked ahead to the harbor, then up to Kolvir's heights.
". . . A long walk, too," she said.
". . . And you're a daughter of the prime minister of a country with
which we have somewhat touchy relations at the moment."
"What do you mean?"
"Some of the things that are happening may represent kind of sensitive
information."
She put her hand on my shoulder and halted. She stared into my eyes.
"I can keep a secret," she told me. "After all, you know mine."
I congratulated myself on having finally learned my relatives' trick of
controlling facial expression even when puzzled as all hell. She had said
something back in the cave when I had addressed her as if she were the
entity, something that sounded as if she believed I had
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