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    Myfathersteppedintothemiddleofthetriangle."Whatisthisallabout?"

    Thewomanseyesflashedinanger."Isawyourboy.OnenightIwasdrivinghomefromthetry,andthisdeerjumpedrightontotheroadinfrontofmycar.Iswervedtomissher,butIclippedherwithmybumper.Ididntknowwhattodo,soIgotoutofthecartoseeifIcouldhelp."

    Sheshiftedherattentionfrommyfatherandbeganaddressingme."Fromthewoodsesthisboy,aboutseveyearsold.Yourson.Aartledmemorethanthedeerdid.Outofnowhere,walksrightuptothedeerlikethemostnaturalthingintheworld;thedowntoitsmouthornoseorwhateveryoucallit.Hardtobelieve,buthecuppedhishandoverhermuzzle,ahed.Itwasmagic.Thedeerrolledoffherside,unfoldedherlegs,stood,andsprangoff.Themostincrediblethingthatseverhappeome."

    Irealizedthenthatshehadexperienenter.ButIknewIhadnotseenherbefore,andwhilesomegelingsarewillingtoinspirewildanimals,Ineverengagedinsuchfoolishness.

    "Igoodlookattheboyinmyheadlights,"shesaid,"althoughnotsogoodathisfriendsintheforest.Itwasyou.Whoareyoureally?"

    "Idontknowher."

    Mymother,rivetedbyherstory,cameupwithanalibi."IttbeHenry.Listen,heranawayfromhomewhenhewassevenyearsold,andIdidhimoutofmysightforthefewyears.Hewasbyhimselfatnight."

    Theiymeltedfromthewomansvoidhereyessearchedfnoffaith."Helookedatme,andwhenIaskedhimhisname,heranaway.SinightIvewondered..."

    Myfatherspokeiletoneheseldomused."Imsorry,butyoumustbemistaken.Everybodyhasadoubleintheworl
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