Chapter 19

• Ducking into the next shop, I paused long enough to grab something off the rack and quickly went into the changing room. After I closed the door, I leaned against it, trying to calm down. Without even looking at what I’d taken, I hung it up and closed my eyes. Maybe it was just paranoia, I thought, even though I didn’t believe it. Why did I think speaking to the Lou person meant no one would be following me now? Naïve wasn’t like me.
• I pulled off my sunglasses and opened the door a crack and peered out. They were standing outside the store, waiting. I was definitely being followed. Now what?
• I’d gone out early this morning, because it was the quietest time. To keep my resistance to emotions working well, I had to expose myself. Having learned that if I stayed in seclusion, emotions would smother me when I did go out again.