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“Mister Spock. What a pleasant surprise. What brings you?”

“It is a matter of some importance.”

“If it’s important, I’m sorry I kept you waiting so long.”

“I also wish to apologize.”

“You do?”

“Yes. Certain things I have told you in the past have proven to be untrue, although I believed that they were true when I said them. I do not make a practice of lying to my friends, so I ask forgiveness for the unintentional deceit.”

“I understand what you mean. Some things in life simply defy logic.”

“Indeed. Yet, interestingly, the same things are occasionally cited as logical reasons for certain actions.”

“I completely agree.”

“Do you mean that you are agreeable to taking such actions?”

“I do.”

Spock removed his command ring from his hand and gave it to Christine.

“Please take this, for the time being, as a token of our agreement, until something more suitable can be obtained.”

She smiled at him.

“Thank you.”

“You are welcome. I cannot stay any longer, as I have business to attend to. We must discuss our agreement in depth at a later time.”

“Yes, we must. Now you better get back to that business of yours before anybody notices you’ve been slacking.”



Approximately three seconds after the door closed behind Spock, Janice Rand leapt up from the couch.

“I knew it! Underneath all that Vulcan crap, he’s secretly a romantic.”

Christine glanced at the ring, then back at Janice, and smiled.

“Apparently…. He must get it from his mother.”

“Probably. And speaking of mothers, when do you plan on introducing him to yours?”

“Ahh. My mother. Oy.

“Are you nervous?”

“You might say that. What if she doesn’t like him? I mean, they’re just so different.”

“I know what you mean, Chris. I’ve met your mother. But you know what they say about ‘opposites attract’. They might get along famously. She might like him better than any of the other boyfriends you’ve ever brought home. Maybe she’ll like him so much she’ll wonder why you even wasted your time with all those other schmucks.”

Christine had to laugh a little.

“Now, Janice, let’s not get too optimistic. Prepare for the worst and hope for the best; that’s what I say.”

“I thought the saying was ‘Shoot for the moon and settle for the best’.”

“That’s a different saying. But since you’ve mentioned it…. Janice, I’ve got the moon!”

At that the two friends joined hands and waltzed around the living room to the song on the radio.

Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly….


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