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tly then she twice circleted his weary insru-
ment with something comparably limp but metallic: a heavy silver
I.D. braceletits sill-blank nameplate dulled with age and a patina of
tiny scratchesthe same one (he now con?rmed when he caught it as
it fell to the rug) that Daisy Moore had returned to him on his four-
teenth birthdaythen impulsively asked him to relend hersome while
afterfor their next “date” (which turned out to be one of their las)
and never got around to rereturningnor he to asking for it. The fad
passed; Daisy began her willfulunexplained withdrawal from him
and their high-school friends; before long he found other girlsat once
less generous and less exacing.
Having thus boldly made her presentationJulia Moore declared
to him shyly“Daisy’s blessingI guess; she said to give it back to you
if we happened to end up in bed. She’s been wishing us on each other
since nineteen forty-?vebut she never pushed.”
Baylor wondered: logisically assised serendipity? But what he
asked was“Is this what she told you to do with it?”
Stricly her own ideaJulia assured himchuckling. After growing
up on Daisy’s accounts of their making outhow could she not think
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