"I rested my head on his shoulder and he carded his fingers through my hair. I wish I could put into words how good that felt. Sometimes I just wanted to meld into him and forget about the part of me that wasn't a part of him. God, it felt good to be a part of him. It felt like everything made sense for a moment, even the harshness of life, even the insanity. It felt like my heart had found its second heartbeat. Everyone has a second heartbeat, you know. Ask any Shoshone. They say that the living earth has a pulse of its own, and if you listen very closely, you can hear it echoing in your heart. But I say: Well, I have no room for the earth's pulse. I'd rather have Rafael's."