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both went to the open living room and sat down on a homey, old, and fluffy couch. She wanted to watch the sunrise through the spacious windows in the front of the house, where there was a clear view of the eastern sky, but in less than two minutes Mattie was asleep. She rested her fatigued head on David’s soothing chest, and he leaned his back on the sofa arm and placed his feet up on a nearby ottoman. He slept and dreamed of a new year. It was the tired and restful dream of possibility that whirled in both of their minds. They were invigorated by the discovery of a young and fresh love. It was a long and refreshing rest.
    Several hours later David finally awoke and opened his rested but confused eyes. He was still on the couch, but he was under a blanket and fully sprawled out under its length. Mattie was not with him, and the clock on the wall read 3 pm—but the delightful and full smell of fried bacon permeated the room.
    He trudged into the kitchen. Mattie had cooked a breakfast of bacon and eggs and was full of an alert smile.
    “I thought some real food was in order,” she eagerly declared. “I went to the corner market.”
    “Excellent! I’m starving!” David slurred as he wiped his eyes and stretched his drowsy face. This part of independence had his approval. It served his interest.
    After a rather late breakfast, David asked Mattie to let him show her something in his bedroom.
    “Oh my god! What kind of line is this?” she said to David, who returned a grin.
    “Seriously, I want to show you something,” he insisted.
    “Alright. Lead on,” she submitted reluctantly, and David took her to his upstairs room.
    Shelves of what looked like mathematical or geometrical models of various types filled David’s room. Every shelf had either a weird figure or odd shape on it. The room looked like a science project.
    On one shelf, there were old wooden boxes with designs engraved on the wood. Some designs were in the shape of straight lines. Others had squares or circles on them. On another shelf, there were several sealed glass tubes with what looked like colored water in them. On yet another, there were metal shapes of various designs.
    “Wow! What are these things? I thought you studied history, not science?” she said with curiosity.
    “Actually, as far as school is concerned, I’m just trying to graduate. I study a lot of science on my own. History and archaeology are my official concentrations. I like science, but I could never really hold my attention to it in class,” he said.
    Then David opened a box and removed a glass vial from within. It was a glass tube filled partially with a liquid that glittered with a silver color.
    “What is it?” Mattie asked.
    “It’s a magnet!—I think,” David said proudly as if it was supposed to mean something. “I have always had a fascination with magnets, and I created this one,” David lied, but he wanted to impress his new girlfriend. The truth was that he had received it from an old prospector during a recent archaeological site dig in southern Utah.
    “You created this?” Mattie asked amusingly and suspiciously.
    “Yeah, well it was supposed to be a new energy source of some kind—I was supposed to be wealthy enough to own an island. I guess that never happened,” he frowned.
    David to his surprise was suddenly knocked over to his bed. Mattie grabbed him and shoved him down.
    “You talk too much this morning!” Mattie quipped and then giggled at his reaction. Mattie had not told David of her aspiration to become a modern woman. Mattie’s desire to break away from an unrevealed past of inhibition was awkward and unnatural, but it was spontaneous.
    David felt Mattie’s warm embrace. Her chest quickly pressed down against him, and their lips opened and kissed feverishly. David’s right hand proceeded to go underneath Mattie’s T-shirt, but he stopped with a sense of uncertainty. She took hold of his hand and put it underneath her shirt, giving him