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It was one of those warlazily under a turquoise sky The sea conspired with the golden sand to te with its soft spray and dazzling whitecaps

"Good idea," he said, his eyes full of more love and devotion than an ocean could hold

I had never had a boy in my room before Just the idea of it put butterflies in my stomach We paused e entered the foyer

"Your mother's not home?"

"She took May shopping My father and Cary are down at the dock"

"Oh" He looked e with me in my empty house

I took his hand

"Coot a lot to do"

I led him upstairs and intoallTwice, Cary had looked in with a dark expression of disapproval on his face

"This is a nice room," Robert said He entered and looked at ave you all these?" he asked, indicating the shelves croith stuffed animals and ceramic dolls There was a collection of ceramic and pewter cats on one shelf as well

"Daddy, Mommy, and Cary, for birthdays, special occasions," I replied He s doll in a chair

"You don't still play with this, do you?" he teased

"Sometimes With May," I added

He laughed and approached my canopy bed

"Looks very comfortable"