standing next to him was a photographer who took a flash picture right in her face . `` you guys having trouble with the plugs ? '' it was a rich radiant gold , but it was pale . he said , letting her name be a question on his lips . i ran up the back steps , onto the large , wooden porch , and fled into the house . she opened her mouth , about to ask him to take her back , but he was far away by then . `` no one will know the difference . '' 