Every night for a week I walked slowly past.

All day and all night, men and women walk by the cross, barely noticing it.

The next night, as Vonnie was walking home from work, a voice called to her from out of the shadows.

A night or two later, I walked to the Anakeion.

That night at the club, everyone walks on eggshells around the Kid, not sure of how to handle the situation.

But-it's too dark a night to walk with your eyes closed, as my people say.

And he saw that night walked the land and touched the stars into cold, glittering life.

I sat alone through the night, lost in memories, walking the gardens of vanished dreams.

But instead, he put on his hat that night, walked into the town meeting, and blew off steam in public.

She slept in a tree that night, and in the morning walked on.