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Just made it!The store was deserted, except for an old guy behind thecounter. Looked like they were serious about closing at10 -- he was already in his dressing gown -- or was it just abathrobe? Seemed a little shabby for the former."Ah...sorry to keep you up, mister," I said, "but it's kindof a last-minute urgency." Need a Valentine's gift, hmm?"Right on the mark. Did I look that obvious? "I'm afraidso." We don't have much left," he said. "That's what happens,Dale -- lying around."Had he called me by name, almost? "I wasn't dallying; Ijust got the date wrong." I'll bet your girlfriend has been dropping hints all week,and you just haven't been paying attention to her. Nowyou're going to just beat midnight, and try to convince heryou wanted to surprise her." You a mind-reader or something?"He cleared his throat. "I've just been around long enoughto know about careless guys. Look, it's past 10. You wantto pick something out?" He pointed toward the candydisplay.He'd made me. “Did you suffer when you returned? I was upset with you, but I do not wish you to be tormented in hell.”Miranda, home is the 21st century. If I’m suffering, it is when I am here.“I am sorry. Demon Ramie, I release you from my summons to return from whence you came.” She sounded so contrite. I couldn’t help feel a fondness for her. I’d just saved her life, I guess.Please, Miranda. Stop calling me a demon. I already told you that you can’t summon and dismiss me. It just doesn’t work that way.“Yet you were ... That was ... He was...”I killed him. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to kill him. I just wanted to protect you. Maybe I am a demon.I was weeping again and the tears flowed down Miranda’s cheeks as she undressed and prepared for bed. My emotions were so out of control. If I’d had my own body I’m sure I would have passed out from overload. I didn’t know how Miranda could handle it. She pulled on a nightgown and then pulled her chemise out from under it. At least she didn’t have a bra to.
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