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The silence of the warm evening after driving for so long ran in their ears, and the natural cacophony of crickets and frogs slowly became discernible, as did the clarity of the night once the lights from the car went dark.  Soon, the lightning bugs were the brightest points in the dark.  The stars above shining brighter and brighter as their eyes adjusted.  They picked their way carefully into the field, he tucking the car keys carefully into his jeans pocket; she carrying the picnic blanket.  Silently, they agreed upon the spot, and helped each other lay the blanket over the tall grasses.  Their bodies flattened the blanket into a square room, walled and roofed by nature.