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  king.
  he opehe passenger d it for me as i stepped in, shutting
  it softly behiched him walk arou of the car,
  amazed, yet again, by how graceful he robably should have been
  used to that by now — but i wasn't. i had a feeling edward wasn't the
  kind of perso used to.
  ohe car, he started the eurer on high.
  it had gotten very d i guessed the good weather was at an end. i
  was warm in his jacket, th i when i
  thought he 't see.
  edulled h the traffitly without a glance,
  flipping arouoward the freeway.
  ”now,” he said signifitly, ”it's your turn.”
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  9. theory
  ” i ask just one more?” i pleaded as edward accelerated much too
  qui the quiet street. he dido be paying aion
  to the road.
  he sighed.
  ”one,” he agreed. his lips pressed together into a cautious line.
  ”well… you said you knew i hadn't gohe bookstore, and that i had
  goh. i was just w how you k.”
  he looked away, deliberating.
  ”i thought we were past all the evasiveness,” i grumbled.
  he almost smiled.
  ”fihen. i followed your st.” he looked at the road, giving me
  time to y face. i 't think of aable respoo
  that, but i filed it carefully away for future study. i tried to refocus.
  i waso let him be fihat he laining
  things.
  ”and then you didn't answer one of my first questions…” i stalled.
  he looked at me roval. ”whie?”
  ”how does it work — the mihing? you read anybody's mind,
  anywhere? how do you do it? the rest of your family… ?” i felt silly,
  asking for clarifiake-believe.
  ”that's more thaed out. i simply iwined my fingers
  a him, waiting.
  ”no, it's just me. and i 't hear anyone, anywhere. i have to be fairly
  ore familiar someone's… 'voice' is, the farther away i
  hear them. but still, han a few miles.” he paused thoughtfully.
  ”it's a little like being in a huge hall filled with people, everyone
  talki's just a hum — a buzzing of voi the bad.
  until i foe void then what they're thinking is clear.
  ”most of the time i tu all out — it be very distrad
  then it's easier to seem normal” — he frowhe word — ”when
  i'm ally answerihoughts rather than their
  words.”
  ”why do you think you 't hear me?” i asked curiously.
  he looked at me, his eyes enigmatic.
  ”i don't know,” he murmured. ”the only guess i have is that maybe your
  mi work the same way the rest of theirs do. like yhts
  are on the am frequend i'm oing fm.” he gri me,
  suddenly amused.
  ”my mi wht? i'm a freak?” the words bothered me more
  than they should — probably because his spee. i'd always
  suspected as mud it embarrassed me to have it ed.
  ”i hear voi my mind and you're worried that you're the freak,” he
  laughed. ”don't worry, it's just a theory…” his faed. ”which
  brings us back to you.”
  i sighed. how to begin?
  ”are all the evasions now?” he remily.
  i looked away from his face for the first time, trying to find words. i
  happeice the speedometer.
  ”holy crow!” i shouted. ”slow down!”
  ”what's wroartled. but the 't decelerate.
  ”y a hundred miles an hour!” i was still shouting. i shot a
  panice out the window, but it was too dark to see much. the road
  was only visible ich of bluish brighthe
  headlights. the forest al