smiling at the books she had managed to bring from her apartmentpiled now on her bedside table , at the laptop keyboard she was facing at night , staring right back at her as she started her novel yet again , and smiling , even thrilling at the latest beginning that now took form and life and outgrew its beginning and into flight , for they were more than just beginning now , were they not , she and harman-karman , who was just fine down in los angeles , and who would soon join here , out of arraks reach .