They packed frantically. Lucky called his school friends and said his father was being reassigned to Beirut – which was the hasty cover that had been concocted. Donna knew better and they had a brief, but passionate farewell at her house, vowing to stay in touch.
“There was the Door to which I found no Key;
There was the Veil through which I could not see;
Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee.
There was -- and then no more of Thee and Me.”
Jim slipped beyond that veil long ago. I suspect I shall soon follow.
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