she was going to swim as soon as she could-and outdoors . they sound odd with his accent . who the hell are you , anyway ? he knew that if he forked left , away from the city , one of these trails would lead him there . if only i had a camera , i could have sent the picture to national geographic . she disappears into the distance , the horse tiring , i assume . `` i guess there 's nothing left to say then . '' and changing the subject each time i turn it in that direction . '' 