Part Two
Table of Contents
Map of Part Two
Title Page
Meeting
A Quiet Part of the Garden
Whatever They Call Me
The Eighth Day
Some Third Person
Grasping for Something to Say
Everyone a Glimpse
Let it Go
Over and Over
As They Went By
Life in Each Other
Just Beginning to Open
Defense against Thieves
Picks and Shovels
Take as Being Real
Balanced on His Feet
Looking at Me
Give it a Name
Everything and Everyone
Fabric of the Day
Unless He had to
Live with Every Day
Matching His Steps
Intently at Them Both
Very Little about Me
Come from Him
In the End would Lead Nowhere
How Strange You Are
Stubbed My Toe on it
Though Perhaps not so Blind
Necessarily More Dangerous
Only Get to it by Climbing
Never Been Recovered
The World the Same Way
Presence was Everything
Out of Sight as Well
Huh
Tell Us What to Do
Trust Him to Help Us?
Still All Present
Old Friend of Mine
A Group of Houses
Which One of Us They Wanted
We Actually Speak to Him
A Different Pattern Each Day
Discover the Message in it
If So by Whom
Into Her Mind in that Room
Survive in Such Dim Light
A Light Among the People
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