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She
took
him
in
through
the
glass
door
and
walked
him
over
to
a
large
white
box
.
"
When
I
drove
from
Texas
City
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
brought
this
with
me
.
"
She
untied
the
pink
ribbon
.
"
I
thought
:
Well
,
here
I
am
,
the
only
lady
on
Mars
,
and
here
is
the
only
man
,
and
,
well
…
"
She
lifted
the
lid
and
folded
back
crisp
layers
of
whispery
pink
tissue
paper
.
She
gave
it
a
pat
.
"
There
.
"
Walter
Gripp
stared
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
he
asked
,
beginning
to
tremble
.
"
Don
’
t
you
know
,
silly
?
It
’
s
all
lace
and
all
white
and
all
fine
and
everything
.
"
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
it
is
.
"
"
It
’
s
a
wedding
dress
,
silly
!
"
"
Is
it
?
"
His
voice
cracked
.
He
shut
his
eyes
.
Her
voice
was
still
soft
and
cool
and
sweet
,
as
it
had
been
on
the
phone
.
But
when
he
opened
his
eyes
and
looked
at
her
…
He
backed
up
.
"
How
nice
,
"
he
said
.
"
Isn
’
t
it
?
"
