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her gaze came right to me. I remembered that too. I’d never forget. Not ever. Not ever.
    Not ever.
    Her face was gentle and kind, tender, embattled, pained.
    No! No, no, no, no!
    Then he walked through. Knight. His eyes on me too, his face blank, giving nothing away. But relief washed through me.
    This wasn’t how it happened. This was different. Better. Out there in the world a child had no control over, everything was torn from me but I had him. I had him.
    Knight was there. Tall, broad, strong, dangerous. I could lean on him. He’d be there for me.
    And he was. Without hesitation he walked to my desk, bent and grabbed my hand. His fingers closing warm and firm around mine, he pulled me away from the desk.
    Right. Good. This was good. I could face this. I could face the pain. The loss. I could face this with Knight at my side.
    My fingers curled deeper into his and his hand gave me a squeeze as he walked me through the room, all my classmates’ eyes on me, Mrs. Herndon’s head tipped slightly to the side, her eyes bright, tears shimmering.
    We moved to pass her and I whispered to Mrs. Herndon, “I have Knight. It’s all gonna be okay.”
    Her head jerked slightly, her face became confused and her eyes lifted to Knight.
    He walked me through the door, taking me toward unbearable pain.
    Unbearable pain that this time I knew Knight would ease.
    * * * * *
    We walked out the door of my second grade classroom, Knight was gone and I was swept in a flood of water that flowed though the corridor. I tried to strike out toward a door knob, anything to grab on but I was moving uncontrollably toward the wall at the end of the corridor. Then the water and me broke through the wall, the bricks exploding and I was in a swelled, rushing river. Nature all around. Me careening down the river, powerless. Huge boulders rising from the water came at me but the current swept me to the side before I could crash into one and be broken to bits.
    I fought, moved my arms, my legs, trying to direct myself to the shore but nothing I did changed the direction the flow was taking me.
    I looked to the shore and saw Vivica running along it, her mouth open, her eyes terrified, shouting but no sound coming out. She tripped and fell to her hands and knees and disappeared.
    Then there was Sandrine, running like Vivica, eyes on me, fear etched in her face. But suddenly Nick was there. She stopped, looked up at him, smiled and threw herself in his arms. His head bent, her hands went into his hair and they started kissing.
    Figured.
    Then, weirdly, since I hadn’t seen him in years, there was my high school boyfriend, Sean. He was running along the shore too, his arms moving in a breast stroke, calling out instructions, I knew, even though no sound came out. I did what he said but nothing helped, I kept whirling and gliding violently with the stream.
    “ Anya! ” he shouted, his voice tortured then he ran into a tree and vanished.
    And then there was my aunt. She didn’t move. Just stood on the shore, arms crossed on her chest, mouth smirking.
    That figured too.
    I lost sight of her and kept moving, fighting, exhausted, terrified out of my mind. I was going to smash into one of those boulders. I knew it. I knew.
    No, no. Fear pulsed through me as I saw up ahead the river falling away to nothing.
    And there I was, alone, lost in a current I couldn’t fight, careening headlong into nothing.
    Then I felt him and my head jerked to the shore.
    Knight.
    He wasn’t running along the side. Without hesitation, he dove in, his long body slicing through the air and into the water then he was cutting through it, his powerful arms bringing him straight to me.
    Thank God, Knight.
    Thank God, I wasn’t going to face nothing alone.
    I’d have Knight.
    He made it to me, his arms wrapping around me, one hand sliding up my neck, into my wet hair, cupping the back of my head. My legs fought through the water to wrap around his hips as our bodies met, my arms wrapped