Dawn found her staring into the Hudson, curled up on a concrete wall with her arms wrapped around her knees. If it was still cold, she didnt feel it. She watched the brooding river slide past, watching the flotsam that swirled in eddies left by passing watercraft. A pigeon pecked at something by her foot, and she turned her head, nudging it away with her toe.

An aging rocker with too-long hair and the etchings of life starting to take over his face stared back. His hair was still thick and full, although the deep, rich black of youth had given way to snowy silver. Combed back into its usual shoulder-length ponytail it was still his best feature. Dark eyes, with laugh lines at the corners. Hed been vain as a younger man, proud of the sharply chiseled planes and angles of his face, the aesthetic

Awkwardly, he perched on a headstone a few feet closer to her. "How do I know? You didnt exactly make a whole lot of sense to me in the first place. Want to start with your name?" After a long moment, the girl shrugged again and spread her hands. "Celeste. Mary Celeste St. Patrick, as a matter of fact. It doesnt really matter- they gave it to me at the orphanage." She stood up and shoved her hands into her pockets. "Youre Jamie.

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"Its early, Celeste," he muttered. "Go back to sleep." "Cant." She yawned and sat up, stretching lithely. "Im awake now. You have to go to work, dont you?" He glanced back at the wistful note in her voice. "Do you want to come with me?" he asked on impulse. Her eyes brightened, then dimmed. "Id be in the way." "One of the advantages of being the one in charge is that I get to bring