cast a spell for us."
"I don't know, Beau. It's all happening so fast.
It's complicated."
"Talk it over with Paul. It's right; it's good. It's
what was meant to be, finally," he said.
After we hung up, I stood there, my heart still
pounding very hard and quickly. The possibilities
loomed before me as well as the dangers. I would
have to assume my sister's identity, become Gisselle,
but we were so unalike, really. Could I do it well
enough to fool people and be with Beau forever?
Love, if it's strong enough, I thought, gives you the power to do things beyond your imagination. Maybe
this was true for us now.
I took a deep breath and then returned to the
study and told Paul what had happened and what Beau
had proposed. He sat there with amazing calm and
listened as I gushed the story and the fantastic
proposal. Then he got up and went to the window. He
stood there for the longest time.
"You'll never stop loving him," he muttered
bitterly. "I was a fool to think otherwise. If I only had
listened to my mother. . ." He sighed deeply and
turned.
"I can't help the way I feel about him, Paul." He nodded and looked very thoughtful for a
moment. "Maybe you have to live with him to see
what sort of a man he really is. Maybe then you'll
understand the difference between him and me." "Paul, I love you for what you've done for Pearl
and me and your devotion to me, but we've been
living only half a marriage. Besides, we once agreed
that if either of us could have someone else, someone