How would she find her herd? How would she find you?

You looked at me, your eyes huge. You we're like a dog then, waiting for me to throw you a bone . . . waiting for something I could never give you.

Far, far away something made a single ghostly howl, like a banshee in the dark.

You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.

I was surprised at her gentleness, her willingness to give in.

It was like I existed in a kind of parallel universe, thinking thoughts and feelings that no one else understood.

Right at that moment it was as if we were the only two people left in the world. And I don't mean that to sound corny; it just honestly did. The only sounds were the droning crickets and chip-chips of the bats, the farawy wind against the sand, and the occasional distant yowl of a dingo. There were no car horns.No trains. No jack-hammers. No lawnmowers No planes. No sirens. No alarms. No anything human. If you'd told me that you'd saved me from a nuclear holocaust, I might have believed you.