Everyone at Shay's house is happy to hear of her success.

Since Shay had run away ten days ago, she'd started talking to herself.

Which was exactly the sort of thing that Shay would remember.

That would be the perfect way to stop herself from coming between him and Shay.

Professor Shay pointed to an open space a little way from the car.

Shay had been working on the project since she'd come to the Smoke ten days before.

At the time of the murders, Shay walked in on them.

Shay continued to act and make small appearances over the next 30 years.

Shay made a big point of rolling her eyes, but finally nodded.

She tried to see past the beauty, to find whatever was behind Shay's wide, perfect eyes.

Again, as Shay is quick to admit, parents are always right.

It seemed like forever since she'd talked to him, or to anyone else except Shay.

After dinner, Shay took her to a large hut near the center of town.

If Shay hit the ground at this speed, she'd be worse than hurt.

Shay looked into her eyes for a moment, searching hard, then nodded.

Shay stepped up next to the boy, taking his hand in hers.

"That's what you can never tell from inside," Shay said.

She was glad Shay had taken her out to the ruins.

This was it, the moment when she would break her vow to Shay.

Shay took a break from acting during her first marriages.

Shay said, then lowered her voice back to a whisper.

She found herself cruising down the track, to where Shay was waiting at the bottom.

"Guess you'll just have to live with remembering my face this way," Shay said.

Shay glanced over her shoulder, then turned back and smiled.

"Shay, I never would have gotten used to the idea.