The Strange Attraction
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I came back to work and life, and now that you are going to marry me, Valerie dear—what! You are crying over that?”
He swung towards her and pulled her into his arms and kissed her wet eyes.
“Good Lord, my dear. It’s nothing to cry about on a spring afternoon. It’s funny, very funny to me now. Was it your vibrations wandering about the universe, I wonder, that caught me that night? Who knows? Oh, kiss me, old girl, and stop crying, for God’s sake.”
