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He laughed. "I mean I nearly went crazy."
Full of guilt for the sorrow she had caused, Abby cried, "Oh, Mike, if only"
He put his finger softly on her lips. "Your sister's a smart cookie. I realized that after I had the journal reconstructed. She described in meticulous detail this 'magical' place to which Hunwet and she accompanied you. Once the journal was reconstructed, it wasn't hard for me to identify the tar pits. The only tricky part was the timing, but I guessed, based upon the amount of time you'd been with me before and comparing it with the time that had passed for your family. I've been hanging around here a lot for the past week."
"I'm so glad," Abby whispered. They had reached the Bronco in a parking lot, and she leaned on its sun-heated side for strength. "I was afraid you hated me. The first night I was back there I looked at the stars. I felt our special bondand I felt you turn from me."
Sheepishly he lifted his dark brows. "I was angry till I understood. Then I had a hell of a time waiting for the journal reconstruction to be complete, and later for you to come back."
Abby heard a growling that she recognized as a jet. She pulled back to watch the silvery bird wing its way across the sky. "Will you take me in one of those?"
"Of course, anywhere you want on our honeymoon. You will marry me, won't you?"
She touched the hollow in his shadow-roughened cheek, so warm and firm and dear.

 
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