...bleak Territory Of The Heart.

There Was Something Not Quite Right About Her Eagerness, An Eerie Kind Of Voyeurism In Her Need For Bad News.

He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.

She Saw Herself Moving Through Another Life, An Exotic, Difficult, Satisfying Life.

...and The Distance Between Them, Millimeters Only, The Space Of A Breath, Opened Up And Deepened, Became A Cavern At Whose Edge He Stood.

In Some Deep Place In Her Heart, Caroline Had Kept Alive The Silly Romantic Notion That Somehow David Henry Had Once Known Her As No One Else Ever Could. But It Was Not True. He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.