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you here?” He licked his lips as his eyes traveled all over her. “It’s not like being human…but I can use your dream senses to feel you….” He grinned like a schoolboy, his big eyes blazing like blue fire under the fringe of tossled black bangs.
    “ How can we exist in my mind for ‘plenty of time’? If I were dead, we couldn’t be in my mind. But I’m obviously not alive because this sure isn’t Earth!”
    Ny smiled slyly. “Surely you can figure what is happening here, Saffron. Surely you can tell what it is that is giving us this, the greatest chance of all time, to be alone and become the lovers we once were.”
    Saffron narrowed her eyes and frowned. She stared at Ny.
    “ You are in a coma, Saffron! We can just lounge around in your mind for the next fifty years! Fifty years is but a drop in the well compared to our fairy lives, but we will just call this a vacation, shall we? A small escape from the daily humdrum and nagging voices of our peers.”
    Comprehension dawned. A coma. She pictured her body lying in the hospital for the next fifty years, being cared for, washed, by hospital staff. She pictured her mother…. She saw her mother coming in, week after week, her condition unchanged, until eventually Audrey would die, and then what? Saffron blinked. They pulled the plug.
    “ MONSTER!”
    Saffron launched herself at him, her fingers rigid and ready to scratch his eyes out. She just wanted to get her hands on him. She gritted her teeth and followed him as he ran out of the hut and flew into a tree.
    “ Stop that, Saffron. You just stop that now!” He was greatly miffed with her and embarrassed by the way he had to flee into tree limbs to escape attack. What a shrew she had become in this life! She was almost nothing like the girl he had known for the last several millennia. Why, when she was Rosemary, he was allowed to do anything he wanted — anything! At one point, he even started bringing women back to their country home. It took him forever to encourage Rosemary/Saffron to join in the romps, if not with a little morbid docility. Still, she did it. He smiled at the fond memories. Yes, she was still, most definitely, his girl in the most important ways.
    Even now, as she stood grunting and screeching, trying to climb the palm to reach him, he saw passion flaring in her eyes. It excited him. He imagined a hammock for himself right there, high in the tree, and swung lazily as Saffron gathered coconuts to fling at him. When her pile was big enough, she commenced firing. But, alas, she was far from strong enough to throw the husk so high. She flung one up. It reached its zenith, then made a quick downward trip — straight for her face. She let out a small squeak of fright, and dove for cover in the bushes. With a plop, it landed in the sand where she had just stood. She came tripping out of the bushes, twigs in her impossibly long, red hair, and stood beneath the tree. She glared up at her former lover. “Come down here, Ny, so I can kill you.”
    Ny was munching on a slice of pineapple. He took several moments to clean his teeth of the stringy fruit with his tongue. “Do you know? I can actually taste this! I can feel this on my tongue while we’re here together. Come on, let me touch you. I cannot believe I can actually feel you here, without resorting to eating living creatures!”
    “ I want to feel your windpipe under my thumbs.”
    Ny frowned. One of the pineapple strings just wouldn’t come out. He picked at it with his neatly trimmed fingernail. “You can’t kill me. How long do you plan on keeping this act up? However long, I can pursue you longer.”
    “ Come down here, Ny, so I can at least try and kill you.”
    Ny shrugged. “Time will tell what you will do when you finally lay your hands on my body.” He guffawed. “I can actually feel now!” He stroked himself. He actually ran his hands down his thighs, cupped his groin, then stretched lazily and yawned. He drifted off