Immortality

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Stephen Brale glanced nervously at his watch, and made one last, quick tour of inspection. He decided that the deep, native stone fireplace was the best feature of the huge stately room. It was an incredible break to get a chance to sublet the house.

He knew how pleased Jane Torin would be. Maybe her stipulation about not marrying until he had found a place for them to spend their first months was wise. Surely this beautiful home would be more than even Jane had anticipated.

The bell rang and he hurried down the front hall to the door, swung it wide.

“Steve! It’s beautiful!” Jane Torin said, and flushed with excitement.

“Shut your eyes, honey. No cheating.”

He took her wrist and guided her in. Her long, lovely eyes were shut, her face pale and sensitive in contrast to the mass of red-gold hair.

He shut the door behind her, kissed her lightly.

“No fair!” she said.

Taking her arm he led her into the big living room, turned her about so that she would be able to see the fireplace and the huge window-seat when she opened her eyes.

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