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"Don't think you can get away, yet, Jose. You never answered one question," reminded Rebecca, as she and Jose took a stroll through Niagara Falls that evening.

"What's that, Rebecca?" he asked in a voice filled with surprised.

"Who is 'Diane'?" she asked. Jose smiled.

"Diane is my secretary," replied Jose.

"Is that all?" pressed Rebecca.

"Why, Rebecca," teased Jose, "anyone would think you were jealous of my stepsister!"

"Your stepsister?" repeated Rebecca, swatting his arm, "Why didn't you just come out and tell me, instead of letting me guess!" Jose laughed.

"Where is my sister, anyway?" asked Jose looking around.

"I believe Detective Foster asked her to dinner," hinted Rebecca.

"Oh really?" asked Jose. "I can think of better ways to spend time," Jose remarked.

"Like what?" asked Rebecca.

"Like spending our honeymoon here this Christmas," suggested Jose. "That is, if you say, 'yes.'"

"Are you asking me to marry you, Jose?" asked Rebecca.

"I believe the evidence points to that, yes," observed Jose, watching her out of the corner of his eye. Rebecca carefully took off Peter's wedding band and slipped it into her pocket.

"Who am I to contradict evidence?" replied Rebecca, taking Jose's arm.


"The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad. They that sow in tears shall reap in joy."
~ Psalms 126:3, 5 ~



THE END.



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