We didn’t mention Lucas again after that, much.   Tiffany explained that now he only came with the rain.  If you looked closely during a storm, particularly in a lightning flash, you might catch sight of his silhouette lingering, dancing about the shadows: Lucas, floating along, sometimes dark, occasionally on his bicycle.  Really, I guess you could say the game wasn’t too much fun after Missy’s three stitches.  I always wondered if she held that against us - the fact that we’d made it, a number of times, and she couldn’t get it right once. 

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