"Tell me the truth," I demanded. Lyle's beautiful eyes had darkened. He was putting up a wall, blocking me from finding out what was really going on. "I can't." He shoved his hands in his pockets. "Goodbye." I stood up, knocking the chair over as I did so. Before I could get the door open his voice called me back. "OK, I'll tell you. I'll tell you what I really am."