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rage。 When people are good at something； it's only natural that they look for a chance to do this thing。 If I were good at it； I would do it。 It happens I'm not。 So instead of going into homicidal rages； I read to the blind。 In other words I know my limits。 I am willing to settle for less。〃
〃What did I do to deserve this？ This is not like you。 Sarcastic； mocking。〃
〃Leave it alone；〃 she said。 〃Dylar was my mistake。 I won't let you make it yours as well。〃
We listened to the tap and scratch of buttons and zipper tabs。 It was time for me to leave for school。 The voice upstairs remarked： 〃A California think…tank says the next world war may be fought over salt。〃
All afternoon I stood by the window in my office； watching the Observatory。 It was growing dark when Winnie Richards appeared at the side door； looked both ways； then began moving in a wolf…trot along the sloping turf。 I hurried out of my office and down the stairs。 In seconds I was out on a cobbled path； running。 Almost at once I experienced a strange elation； the kind of bracing thrill that marks the recovery of a lost pleasure。 I saw her turn a corner in a controlled skid before she disappeared behind a maintenance building。 I ran as fast as I could； cutting loose； cutting into the wind； running chest out； head high； my arms pumping hard。 She reappeared at the edge of the library； an alert and stealthy figure moving beneath the arched windows； nearly lost to the dusk。 When she drew near the steps she suddenly accelerated； going full tilt from what was almost a standing start。 This was a deft and lovely maneuver that I was able to appreciate even as it put me at a disadvantage。 I decided to cut behind the library and pick her up on the long straight approach to the chemistry labs。 Briefly I ran alongside the members of the lacrosse team as they charged off a field after practice。 We ran step for step； the players waving their sticks in a ritualized manner and chanting something I couldn't understand。 When I reached the broad path I was gasping for breath。 Winnie was nowhere in sight。 I ran through the faculty parking lot； past the starkly modern chapel； around the administration building。 The wind was audible now； creaking in the high bare branches。 I ran to the east； changed my mind； stood looking around； removed my glasses to peer。 I wanted to run； I was willing to run。 I would run as far as I could； run through the night； run to forget why I was running。 After some moments I saw a figure loping up a hill at the edge of the campus。 It had to be her。 I started running again； knowing she was too far away； would disappear over the crest of the hill； would not resurface for weeks。 I put everything I had into a final climbing burst； charging over concrete； grass； then gravel； lungs burning in my chest； a heaviness in my legs that seemed the very pull of the earth； its most intimate and telling judgment； the law of falling bodies。
How surprised I was； nearing the top of the hill； to see that she had stopped。 She wore a Gore…Tex jacket puffed up with insulation and she was looking to the west。 I walked slowly toward her。 When I cleared a row of private homes I saw what it was that had made her pause。 The edge of the earth trembled in a darkish haze。 Upon it lay the sun； going down like a ship in a burning sea。 Another postmodern sunset； rich in romantic imagery。 Why try to describe it？ It's enough to sáy that everything in our field of vision seemed to exist in order to gather the light of this event。 Not that this was one of the stronger sunsets。 There had been more dynamic colors； a deeper sense of narrative sweep。
〃Hi； Jack。 I didn't know you came up here。〃
〃I usually go to the highway overpass。〃
〃Isn't this something？〃
〃It's beautiful all right。〃
〃Makes me think。 It really does。〃
〃What do you think about？〃
〃What can you think about in the face of this kind of beauty？ I get scared； I know that。〃
〃This isn't one of the scarier ones。〃
〃It scares me。 Boy； look at it。〃
〃Did you see last Tuesday？ A powerful and stunning sunset。 I rate this one average。 Maybe they're beginning to wind down。〃
〃I hope not；〃 she said。 〃I'd miss them。〃
〃Could be the toxic residue in the atmosphere is diminishing。〃
〃There's a school of thought that says it's not residue from the cloud that causes the sunsets。 It's residue from the microorganisms that ate the cloud。〃
We stood there watching a surge of florid light； like a heart pumping in a documentary on color TV。
〃Remember the saucer…shaped pill？〃
〃Of course；〃 she said。 〃A super piece of engineering。〃
〃I found out what it's designed to do。 It's designed to solve an ancient problem。 Fear of death。 It encourages the brain to produce fear…of…death inhibitors。〃
〃But we still die。〃
〃Everyone dies； yes。〃
〃We just won't be afraid；〃 she said。
〃That's right。〃
〃Interesting； I guess。〃
〃Dylar was designed by a secret research group。 I believe some of these people are psychobiologists。 I wonder if you've heard rumors of a group working secretly on fear of death。〃
〃I'd be the last to hear。 No one can ever find me。 When they do find me； it's to tell me something important。〃
〃What could be more important？〃
〃You're talking about gossip； rumors。 This is thin stuff； Jack。 Who are these people； where is their base？〃
〃That's why I've been chasing you。 I thought you'd know something about them。 I don't even know what a psychobiologist is。〃
〃It's a catchall sort of thing。 Interdisciplinary。 The real work is in the pits。〃
〃Isn't there anything you can tell me？〃
Something in my voice made her turn to look at me。 Winnie was barely into her thirties but she had a sane and practiced eye for the half…concealed disasters that constitute a life。 A narrow face partly hidden by wispy brown ringlets； eyes bright and excited。 She had the beaky and hollow…boned look of a great wading creature。 Small prim mouth。 A smile that was permanently in conflict with some inner stricture against the seductiveness of humor。 Murray told me once he had a crush on her； found her physical awkwardness a sign of an intelligence dev