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The owner, though she had no part in the shooting felt so guilty that one of her own, though an employee, had been shot on the premises. About Maggie, too. Maggie had established herself at the owner’s home for the time being, but with my substantially improved health, she moved directly within my hotel room with no asked for acceptance of mine. The whole town gave off a huge sigh of relief over this, they had been pulling for us all the time. I was amazed at this and remarked to her that I didn’t know that she felt this way about me. And she looked at me with smirking eyes, “What way do you mean?” I just nodded, because I didn’t feel that it would be smart of me to answer that question. And she smiled in the face of my silence naked and went about her moving things about the rooms to accommodate her shared presence. That night when we had enjoyed our dinner at the café, with a goodly number of the town’s folk making brief visits to our table of admiration, she doffed her day clothing, put on her sensible night gown and settled up to my side with some light kissing and fondling. And then with both of us sleepy, she curled up to me with a pillow over my arm and laid her head on it to pass the night. I went to sleep hearing her breathing past my ear. It would have been hard to find a happier time in my young life up to then. When it came time in the fall to move back to college, I was entering my sophomore year, on the bus on its way out of town I had Maggie right in the seat next to me. She finally decided on what she wanted to do with her life, at least romantically and her family had decided to back her in her masturbation advanced education. Of course, they knew about Newly (me), too. I hadn’t known about this coming pussy up, she had evidently wanted to surprise me. Surprised I was, but since I had come to depend on her loving care and sensibleness, I was going to miss her very badly until the next summer after I left. No need for that now, and our jobs were reserved for us, too. Over the next four years, we followed that pattern and we then both graduated, me with my master’s degree in architecture and hers in early child development. And instead of moving to a big city, we both returned to the small cafe and our jobs there. We then began to seriously save our money to get our careers going. So, I was now the town’s dishwasher/architect and Maggie was its child care/ waitress. No one professed one iota of wonder at that fact. Just young people building a future. In another area of our life building, we were not ultimately intimate until late in my Junior year, about two years after we became welded of the hearts together. 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