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thunderous applause followed. After Paul retook the podium, he laid out various protocols and scheduled the next meeting of ‘The Thought Foundation.’ It was over.
    The new members of  ‘The Thought Foundation’ filed out of the meeting with a newly acquired sense of importance. Anne thought it all seemed somehow unnatural, if not deceitful, but after all, it was a man’s world.
    Following the proper protocol, Anne took Paul’s arm as they walked outside. They strolled across the large central court to the confectioner’s booth.
    “Oh, look, they have ice cream,” Anne said with a touch of excitement.
    “Well, ice cream it is!” Paul responded.
    With their two dishes of vanilla ice cream in hand, they walked over to a bench and sat down. The sun had gone down, and there was a cool breeze. Anne looked up at one of the electric lights that lit the walkway. The Hughes Hotel was the first hotel in town to have electric lights, and she still marveled at them.
    She turned her attention to Paul. “You and Steve were impressive,” Anne commented between spoonfuls of ice cream.
    “Thank you, Anne,” Paul replied and added as a seeming afterthought, “I just want to do all I can to help those less fortunate than I, and it will take an organized group to do it.”
    “That’s highly commendable, Paul.”
    “It is tiring, and sometimes I think my time would be better spent in pursuit of my personal fortune.” Paul had a forlorn look as he gazed off into the distance. “But when I think of those in pain and those angels who, like you, unselfishly care for them, well, I just will not stop until I know I have helped them.”
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    Paul choked up and looked away.
    “Paul, I had no idea you had such tender desires,” Anne said softly.
    They both set their ice cream dishes down on the bench beside them. Paul turned to Anne.
    “I’m sorry, Anne, that you have witnessed such a departure from sophisticated decorum on my part. I hope you’ll forgive my momentary lapse that allowed you to see into my bared heart.”  He lowered his head as if ashamed.
    “Don’t apologize, Paul. I hold you in even higher regard because you shared such inner desires with me.” Paul reached gently to Anne’s hand and looked into her eyes.
    “You are so kind, Anne. You strengthen me.” He squeezed her hand slightly and looked off into the distance once again.
    “No.” he said. “I’ve bared enough,” and he stood abruptly.
    Anne stood. “No, please, Paul, tell me, you seem so haunted by what you withhold.”
    “No, Anne, please, I cannot burden you with these absurd feelings and ideas.”
    “Paul, please, I want to help you, too!”
    Paul broke away and walked to the lamp post. He put his right hand on the post and his head on his wrist. Oh, she will come alright, he thought to himself.
    “Paul, I insist you tell me, whatever it is, I will understand.” She walked over and lightly touched his arm. Paul turned slowly and looked steadily into her eyes.
    “Anne, all my life it seems I have been in hard study. It seems the more I know, the more responsibility I realize I must take. I must work hard and selfishly to bring relief and help to those who suffer. It is a daunting task, Anne. So when I saw you at fathers, I foolishly and stupidly envisioned you and me as husband and wife, courageously fighting side by side in the battle to bring relief to those who suffer.” 
    “Pa …” Anne began. Paul put two fingers to her lips to silence her.
    “Anne, please, I am truly sorry, I don’t know what’s come over me. I’m truly awful. My god what a cad you must think me. Please, Anne, forget anything I just said. I’m reduced to a sentimental idiot in your presence.”
    Anne puckered her lips and softly kissed the two fingers that silenced her. She slowly raised her hand, enveloped his, and brought it down to her waist. She looked deeply into his eyes. “Paul, never, ever apologize for such beautiful sentiments.  It was a