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Arty and Crystal walked back to the Inn after putting his horse away in one of the stalls. She saw Adu and led Arty over there. She sat down as Arty pulled up a chair.
"Hi Adu. This is Arthur Newson, better known as Arty. He's the boy I thought Dorian killed. But he didn't!" Crystal said happily. Adu looked at the boy, as if she was trying to place him.
Arty put his arm across the back of her chair, as he always use to do. She knew that even though they still loved each other they hadn't seen each other in years. They would need to get to know one another again. That would take time, but time that Crystal was willing to spend. She asked the waitress for two pints. They came swiftly. Arty looked down at it and then back at her confused at what the drink was. She just smiled and watched as he lifted the tankard to his lips. He sipped and looked at her in surprise. She just smiled and tried to keep from laughing. His expression was something that she remembered from the years past. Even though he had grown up in appearance his personality hadn't changed-much to Crystal's relief.
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"What you see is exactly what you get. Don't say I didn't warn you."
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