read a story and understand a story

he has told the story for several times, but i couldnt understand,

離別鉤的故事是講大盜楊恨歸隱江湖，把成名武器－－極度偏門兇殘的離別鉤埋於地下，以誌永不再用。他把武功都傳給兒子楊錚，後者在衙門做一個小捕快，卻捲入青龍會和小候爺狄青麟的陰謀中，最後楊錚心愛的女人被小侯爺捉去了，他便掘出父親埋下的鉤，和對方決一死戰。故事在決戰的一刻結束，沒有講述楊錚和他女人的重聚。
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In Rebecca Solnit's reading event in Guggenheim museum, she read two chapters. yes, the whole chapters - two articles of The Blue of Distance. with her very soft voice and face.

and this, the audience requested for one more time reading,

'Some things we have only as long as they remain lost, some things are not lost only as long as they are distant.'
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he continues,

也許故事並不重要。重要的是，離別本身成為一種相聚的方式。－－當一切不能像以往那樣繼續下去時，便用一種分離的方式持續著。

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he asked me to tell a story. i said i am not good at telling stories. he said, let's try.
anyway here my story.

there was a girl living in Marin Headlands,
in front of her house, it was a field
every moring, she sat on the porch to have breakfast
and every moring, she saw a coyote standing still on the field
it was far away, but she could see it very clear
even could know the coyote's eyes stared at her
she kept eating the breakfast, but also looked back the coyote
then every moring, she spent 3 hours to finish her breakfast
this morning 'exercise' lasted for 3 years. like a ritual for everyday
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then i couldnt finish the story, a bit messy in the last parts...
a narration is always difficult for me. i am a bad story teller.
anyway, i threw some 'visuals' out and wished the story came to an end...

--- the girl moved to NYC and the morning 'exercise' never happened again
--- the girl started having a dream of seeing a man in dark shape coming to her bedroom
--- the girl didnt miss the coyote, what she missed was the 180 mintue-stares in the every morning.
--- the girl started to search for the 'something' / The Thing / to stare at/ to be stared

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maybe it is not important to understand the story u told me.
i reject the true meaning of STORY.
but i know it is this story, not the other, u find u must tell me, and i know i must take it, must keep it.

then, u and me, start our own new stories.
my love one, pls promise, the stories should be beautiful ones.