Chris walked in the desert, trying to clear his head and enjoy the evening, but he couldn't stop thinking about Clair. "Why would she say that? She doesn't really wish that she was back with Mary, does she? No. Of course not. She's just mad," Chris said, trying to convince himself. He sighed deeply. His feelings had really been hurt, and he was very tired. He walked a little ways and then sat down on a rock to think.
Suddenly, Chris felt very tired. He laid down in the sand with his head propped on the rock and, without meaning to, fell asleep.