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Excerpt from #BLUR A lot of things blew in with the winter winds at night. Thoughts, memories, regrets... sometimes snow. But the wind had never blown in a man before. A man who challenged me and scared me at the same time. In that moment, I felt I'd been playing a giant game of hide-and-seek. I was hiding, all this time, just waiting for someone to find me. The way Hopper watched me right now... I felt unspoken words drift through my chest. Ready or not, here I come. I began walking backward, my eyes never left the man watching, waiting. Distance intruded. The only reaction he gave was to flex his hands. Still walking backward, my steps curved, veering right toward a small booth. I reached inside and hit a button. The definitive sound of a lock unlatching and the sight of a red light on the gate changing to green. Slowly, the gate began to roll open as I stood there and stared. Hopper retreated into the matte-black Audi and pulled through the second there was enough space. He didn't stop to offer me a ride the short distance back to my hangar. I wouldn't have taken it anyway. Instead, I stood and watched the gate close. When the lock was fully engaged, I started toward the hangar. Toward the man I least expected to see tonight (or ever). Toward a man I wasn't supposed to like. I didn't, not really. I couldn't like someone I didn't know. And I couldn't dislike him either.