Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Neale & Allie together at last!

A hand slipped into his -- small, soft, trembling, exquisitely thrilling. Neale became still as a stone -- transfixed. He knew that touch. No dream, no fancy, no morbid visitation! He felt warm flesh -- tender, clinging fingers; and then the pulse of blood that beat of hope -- love -- life -- Allie Lee!
from The U. P. Trail by Zane Grey

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