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could be, and that things might just stay that way forever.

  He closes his eyes, sways to the music.

  Then something explodes inside his head.

  "John," Maddie says, trying to get his attention. No response.

  He's stopped dancing now. He's standing in the moonlight looking at Maddie from a distance. She's in the moonlight by the lake in that shining white dress, the one with the tiny blue flowers on it.

  As he approaches her, he realizes pretty quickly that this memory is different from the one's he's had before. She knows him in this memory. She seems to have been waiting for him. And when he's near, she embraces him, and they kiss.

  "John?" she asks, and he opens his eyes.

  He's rising from the ground.

  "Maddie?"

  He's floating away from her. But, suddenly, she's no longer young Maddie, she's present-day Maddie and she's yelling at him as he lies on their kitchen floor.But he's still floating above the lake and watching her as if their kitchen had been planted roofless by the lake, and he continues to float up and away from her.

  At first he's scared, and hearing her call his name only makes him more frightened. But, as he rises, he's bathed in blue moonlight. It calms him.

  He looks down and sees Maddie standing at the edge of the lake. The kitchen is gone. He is gone too, but she's still calling for him, reaching for him.

  'It's alright, Maddie,' he thinks, and he knows she's heard him. She understands.

  He feels another explosion in his head. Fireworks.

 
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