Another Kind of Love

By Gail Williams

Jan sat on the big orange cushion near the picture window, her arma hugging her knees, her drink on the floor besido her. She soomed completely absorbed in the panoramic view spread before her eyes, the twinkling lights on the bay, the great span of two bridges and the lights of the sprawling cities that marched up and down the hills as far as the eye could see. She seemed oblivious of the noise, chatter and music in the smokey room behind her. denly a hand touched her shoulder. It was Pat.

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"Come back, little Sheba," she laughed. "Come out on the deck with me awhile. I've been wanting to talk to you anyway."

"O.K, help me up." Jan answerod. She bont and picked up hor drink and the two strolled out on the deck.

"This

"Here, over hore," Pat said, leading Jan to a secluded corner, formed by the projection of the oar-port. is ideal."

Suddenly without knowing how it happened Jan found herself in Pat's arms and being kissed passionately. For what seemed an eternity they stood there in close ombrace, then suddenly Jan pushed her away.

"Good heavens, Pat! What's come What's come over you," sho exclaimed somewhat breathlessly.

"Nothing new," Pat answorod, trying to sound casual. "Its Just that I'm in love with you. Have been for a long time."

When Jan remained silent Pat suddenly pleaded. "Don't toll me you don't lova me too. I felt your response. You must care for me Jan. I would have known, when I kissed you, if you didn't. Jan! Please say something. How are we going

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