第2部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

　in　old　used　bookshops　in　Midwest　college　towns；　but　right　here　in

New　York　City？　What　are　the　odds？？

Greg　placed　his　hands　over　Dan？s；　enveloping　both　Dan？s　fingers　and　the　book　within　his　grasp。

Hey；　grabby。

？I？ve　got　a　better　idea　actually；　Dan；？　Greg　whispered　seriously；　knitting　together　his　fine；　blond

eyebrows。　？Why　don？t　you　read　me　a　passage？？

Dan　shrugged。　Hedid　have　a　pretty　good　reading　voice。　He　glanced　at　his　watch。　He　was

supposed　to　be　upstairs；　shelving　books；　but　no　one　ever　came　into　the　employee　lounge？he　could

afford　to　spend　a　few　minutes。　Besides；　some　things　were　just　more　important　than　work。

Clearing　his　throat；　Dan　flipped　through　the　book　to　a　random　point　and　then　began　reading：

？Emily　arrived　some　time　after　midnight。　She？d　taken　the　train。　She　looked　the　way　he　had

always　pictured　her；　in　his　late…night　fever　dreams；　when　he？d　thrown　down　his　pen　and　pushed

his　paper　off　of　his　desk；　unable　to　write；　unable　to　concentrate；　unable　to　think　about　anything

other　than　her　graceful　neck；　the　curve　of　her　hip。　She　looked　like　the　very　idea　of　a　woman；　and

wasn？t　that　better；　he　wondered；　than　the　reality　of　the　situation？　Weren？t　ideas；　when　all　is　said

and　done；　so　superior　to　reality？？

Dan　stood　in　silence；　still　cradling　the　tattered　volume　reverentially；　and　Greg　just　sat　there；

staring　up　at　Dan　the　way　you？d　stare　up　at　a　plicated　stained…glass　window；　or　at　someone

undressing　in　front　of　an　apartment　window；　high　above。

？It？s　a　crime；？　Dan　muttered　darkly。　？How　could　this　be　out　of　print？？

？It　is　a　crime；？　Greg　agreed；　standing　and　placing　his　hands　on　top　of　the　book。　Dan　looked　at　his

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