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He held out the roses again

Ever thing insidemy too vulnerable heart, told me to toss them back in his face and shut the door but I didn't Maybe I was bored Maybe I was just willing to think of so else beside the arrival ofthe door I took his roses and stepped back

"All right You can co in about an hour for an i"

"Thanks" he said entering He gazed around with some surprise in his eyes as if he expected to see a house stripped of all of its valuables immediately after Grandmother Hudson's death

"What?" I asked

"Quite a house, quite a house My mother always talks about this house She'd love to buy it"

"Maybe she'll have the opportunity," I said dryly and led hi room I set the flowers in a vast They were beautiful, a crea, fresh scent

"The word around is that you've inheritedIs that so?" he asked without delay

"So that's it" I said turning on hiossip to spread I bet you bragged you could get ht Corbette?"

He started to shake his head and I laughed

"Go ahead sit Corbette," I said in the tone of voice I would use on a ht

He did and I sat across from him on the s my eyes on him intently It made him a little

uncomfortable

"You are different," he said "You seeland?"

"I'land What happened is I grew up a little ed much" I didn't mean it to sound like a compliment, but that's the way he took it