silence I said goodbye to a part of my life that had ended....
Very slowly I took off my wedding ring and slipped it into my purse. Then with trembling fingers, I fastened about my throat the heartshaped locket Jan had given me on my eighteenth birthday.
Then I turned. And with all the blood in my body racing like a river at flood crest, I ran up the stairs leading to the house in which I'd find my Jan.
The door to her apartment was open. She looked just as I'd last seen her. Her short hair was brushed behind her ears. Only instead of the shorts and T-shirt she'd been wearing then, at this moment a gray tailored suit covered the lithe, slimness of her body. As I stepped inside, she hurried toward me. Her blue eyes were moist with tears of joy. She opened her arms and spoke
my name.
"Melba!"
"Jan!" I ran into her arms, and as they closed about me, and our lips met and clung, I felt like a long lost child who has at last come home.
With the passing of time Granger has proved himself to be the best friend Jan and I ever had. He has managed to accomplish what had seemed impossible, he has convinced Mother and Beth and Hal that people like Jan and me have a right to our happiness.
After bringing Jan and me together again, as soon as it was legally possible Granger gave me a quiet divorce, granted on grounds of incompatibility. He has since remarried, and Jan and I are sharing our life together, as long ago we hoped and dreamed we would.
GOVERNMENT ATTACKS FABIAN BOOKS
Fabian Books are under attack. It is charged that
our books are unfit for public reading because they deal with sex too intimately. We believe that the gov ernment attack is ill considered and insulting to you, our readers. We do not believe that you must have your reading material spoon fed to you by government officials to decide for free citizens what they should or should not read. We attempt to publish honest, trueto-life stories depicting life as it is and not necessarily as it should be. Our books treat with sex of course since sex is an important aspect of life. The attack upon us stems from prudes who would, in the Victorian manner, confine discussions to the impeccably regular kind which a reverend mother could contemplate with equanimity. BUT MOST THINKING PEOPLE AGREE THAT THIS OSTRICH-LIKE APPROACH TO SEX IS QUITE WRONG AND HAS CAUSED GREAT HARM TO
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