CHAPTER 8
ep slope of loose s, and I of breatapped and told me to be quiet and listen. e ill and ed. Otains, it .
quot; am I supposed to ;
quot;Concentrate,quot; she said.
I tried, but save for tcwigs and branching reached my ear. I shrugged my shoulders.
quot;try ;
I listened so intently t a fierce ing of , and a far-off rion t at first sounded like t soon took on a more fixed cer. A ernating speeds, a lo, and I realized ening to distant traffic.
quot;Neat,quot; I told ;Cars.quot;
quot;Pay attention. do you ;
My ting, but I focused. quot;Lots of cars?quot; I guessed.
quot;Rig; S;Lots and lots of cars. traffic in t;
I still didnt get it.
quot;People going to y. Scs of cars in t means its a a Sunday. Sundays are quiet and not so many cars speeding by.quot;
So tasted it in ant. quot;I ts a Monday,quot; she said.
quot;Ive seen t trick before. ell?quot;
quot;All tories make smoke. But t so many cars on tories are closed on Sundays. You aste any smoke at all. Monday, a bit more. By Friday nigastes like a mout; S;Definitely a Monday. No me see your letter.quot;
I ine and envelope, ing to tmark over tamp. quot;Do you remember ines Day?quot;
quot;February fourteent; I felt proud, as if I anse, ing numbers on a chalkboard.
quot;ts rig; Sed to te on tmark, s in t means Monday morning is .quot;
quot;So, today is Valentines Day? ines Day.quot;
quot;No, Aniday.