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"Damn you, Luke. You always make the stupidest things sound sort of
attractive."
"It's an art," he replied. "What do you say?"
"I've got to think about it," I said.
"Better think fast, then. Jurt may be bathing in that glow right now."
"Don't pressure me, man. I said I'll think about it. This is only one
of my problems. I'm going to eat dinner now and mull things over. "
"Want to tell me about your other problems, too? Maybe I can work them
into the package some way."
"No, damn it! I'll call you back . . . soon. Okay?"
"Okay. But I'd better be around when you snap Mom out of it, to kind of
smooth things over. You have figured out how to break the spell, haven't
you?"
"Yes."
"Glad to know that. I wasn't sure how to do it, and I can stop working
on it now. I'm going to finish here and go shape up the troops," he said,
eyeing the lady in the bikini who had just emerged from the pool. "Call me."
"Okay," I said, and he was gone.
Damn. Amazing. No wonder Luke kept winning those sales awards. I had to
admit it was a good pitch, despite my feelings about Jasra. And Random had
not ordered me to keep her a prisoner. Of course, he had not had much
opportunity to tell me anything the last time we had been together. Would
she really behave as Luke said, though? It made a sort of sense, but then
people seldom keep company with rationality at times when they should
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