Patawanyme set up a fire in the cave with some chaparral twigs they found outside. They sat for a long while staring in and Barry told her the story. How he met Molly in grade school, how they dated through high school, and broke up in college.
  "But now I think she's dead."
  "Why?"
  "Your brother killed her."
  "But that was not a girl. Look," and she held a handful of feathers. This is what she was."
  "I didn't see any feathers."
  "It was all like a vision. Like the past. If you go there now, you won't find what you remember."
  "Then she's still out there?"