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"Angry?" She shrugs. "I was in a lot of hurt, but the pills made it better.
Thank you for the pills."
"You're welcome."
"You had been in a lot of hurt, too, and that's why you took the pills."
"Yes."
"So, then, we're even."
"Yes." He takes a few steps toward her, getting a closer look. She doesn't
seem like such a stranger anymore. "I want to thank you for being so in love
with me."
"You know, I wanted to tell you the same thing. We really were in love with
each other, weren't we?"
"Yeah, we were. What happened?"
"Emotions aren't perfect. Everything about us is perfect, except for our
emotions. It's like a flaw in the brain."
"It's nice that we can control them, now," George says.
"Yes, isn't it?"
They stand and stare at each other, then both break into spontaneous smiles.
"It's like a new start, like we're starting over again."
"You really want to?"
"Yes, I do." He takes her hands. It's a familiar feeling, but the emotions are
mixed with haunting, distant memories of feelings. Like memories from a past
life, like actual John
Kennedy memories released from the DNA that gave George a hint of how the man
really felt about Marilyn Monroe. "I wonder..." he says. "I wonder if there's
a pill we can take to fall back in love again."
"There's no real need for such a pill," she tells him. "It happens all by
itself, don't you think?"
"Yes," he says. "Yes, maybe it does."
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