Whisper

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"I couldn't make up my mind which one I liked so I just mix equal mounts of all of them."

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She raised her cup.

"It works."

She looked back out to the ocean.

"You have such a wonderful view from here."

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"I love it," I said.

"That is why I chose this spot."

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"Your house is amazing. I don't think I have ever seen such a design."

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"I worked with an architect and we designed it together. I had a vision of what I wanted and he brought it to life for me."

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"It is beautiful," she repeated.

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I sat down. "It is."

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Whisper was in front of me.

"Daddy, show her the house."

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"Of course."

I turned to Eva. "Would you like to see the house?"

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She sipped her coffee, looking at me strangely. "Who were you just talking to?"

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"What?"

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"You looked like you were talking to someone.

You were looking toward the door. Is there someone in there?"

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"No, not at all. Just, the thought struck me that I had not offered to show you my house."

I glanced toward Whisper.

Now she was giving me a strange look.

"What?" I questioned aloud.

Again I forgot I had company.

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"There you go again," she laughed.

"Do you have an imaginary friend, Will?"

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I shook my head.

"No, but there are times, I wish I did."

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Whisper licked her tongue out at me and disappeared.

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Evangeline laughed.

"Aren't you a little old for imaginary friends?"

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I laughed with her, nodding my head.

"I guess so.

I'm sorry. I don't get many guests here and as you may have noticed, I am not exactly a social butterfly."

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Eva laughed. "Social butterfly?"

She put her hand on my arm.

"You never seemed to have any problems, when we worked together in Twillingate."

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I knew I was blushing.

And I knew Evangeline could see it clearly. I stood up.