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But now, this instant, he didn't want to be a god anymore He didn't want to take her to Harvard and show her off like some macabre Frankenstein's creature or miracle of modern science

He wanted to fall to his knees beside her and be a ain Just that A man

He wanted his soul back

"Ian? Come here"

Reluctantly he went and sat down beside her He didn't knohat else to do

Her sht as a sulass It

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glowed a brilliant blue in the filtered sunlight "This one is special," she said quietly

"Why is it so special?"

She opened her hand and offered it to hilass on her pink palm "The color of your eyes Blue"

Ian felt soive way, soften "You remembered the color of my eyes?"

She dropped the glass in her lap and leaned toward hi about you, Ian Johann says I am a manacle"

"A what?"

She laughed suddenly, a low, throaty sound that filled the clearing "I aive me Johann says I am a miracle"

Ian sed hard "And so you are," he said in a thick voice