quot;Just a moment. One more sentence.quot;

    quot;Speck, if you could put do book for a second.quot;

    quot;Almost t; Suck he novel.

    S me, and in one second my mood sion to fear. quot;I ime, Speck, about you. I  to tell you ;

    less gaze. quot;Aniday, quot; sed.

    quot;I o tell you ;

    quot;Dont.quot;

    quot;tell you, Speck, ;

    quot;Please, dont, ;

    I stopped, opened my mouto form topped again. quot; did you say?quot;

    quot;I dont kno I can  rig;

    quot; did you call me?quot;

    So recapture the escaped name.

    quot;You called me ; tory unraveled in an instant. quot;ts me, Im s  it?quot;

    quot;Im so sorry, Aniday.quot;

    quot; Aniday. ;

    quot; supposed to kno;

    t ell s and emotions competed in my mind. Images, solutions to assorted puzzles and riddles, and unansions. S doime, so me, rocking and sootion est touche chaos.

    And told me my story. tory told in told me ers filled in t. Sold me  all secret for so long.  is better not to kno t. Erase tient and il everyt could be ans unsatisfied. t, o darkness tion lasted, and t thing I remember is falling asleep in her arms.

    I   nigo groogeto be. In tips. A blackbird sang. But in t en a single o me, but by my side, ter is etc give it all a te, quot;Goodbye, ;

    It ime for o go. Speck is gone.