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having a place that he could come to—to think, to chat with her as if she were still with him.
    From out of the corner of his eye he saw Marlowe zip past, obviously on the hunt.
    “Are you going to come over and say hi?” Remy called to the animal that was darting between the headstones, snout pressed to the ground.
    “No,” the dog answered. “Finding rabbits.”
    Remy turned his attention back to his wife’s grave.
    “Things have been kind of crazy,” he said, picking away some of the dead, dry leaves that hung uselessly from the veinwork of vines that covered the front of the marker. “You know, lots of the weird stuff.”
    Whenever he was involved in a case outside the walls of normalcy, Madeline had always referred to it as that weird stuff. When your husband was a disenfranchised angel from Heaven, working as a private investigator, the weird stuff just had a tendency to find you. She never liked it, saying that it gave her the creeps, but over time had learned to tolerate it.
    “Yeah, yeah, I know; you hate that crap.” He laughed softly, hearing the sound of her complaining as if she were there with him. “But it keeps me busy . . . keeps me distracted.”
    He read her name on the stone over and over again.
    “I’m surprised that you didn’t run from me screaming that morning when I showed you,” he said.
    When I showed you what I was.
     
    Nahant, Massachusetts, 19??
     
    “What are you doing?” Madeline Dexter asked him, a smile creeping around the corners of her seductive mouth. The warm wind whipped off the water as she picked some stray strands of her tousled hair from her mouth, her beautiful brown eyes riveted to him.
    They had been out all night dancing at the Wonderland Ballroom, just one of the hundreds of joyous times they’d shared since she had first come to work as his office manager.
    There was something about this woman, something that demanded that she know the truth.
    “I have something to show you,” he said to her.
    He let her hand go and stepped back. His eyes quickly scanned the beach around them, wanting to be certain that they were indeed alone. The sun had just come up, and there wasn’t another soul to be found. At that moment, as far as he was concerned, they were the only two people upon the planet, like Adam and Eve.
    He hoped things worked out for him and Madeline better than they did for those two.
    Madeline moved her shoes from one hand to the other. “What is this, Remy?” she asked, with a nervous giggle. “What’re you going to do, some sort of magic trick?”
    Remy smiled at her warmly. After what he had left behind in Paradise, he had never believed he could trust something so completely. She made him want to belong. For the first time in more than a millennium, he truly felt a part of humanity, not just some imposter going through the motions.
    She made him feel human, and he couldn’t bear to hide the truth about himself any longer.
    “A magic trick,” he repeated, and laughed.
    He tried to recall the last time he had shed his human guise. It was before he’d come to Massachusetts, and maybe even before Massachusetts had been established, for that matter. It had been a long time, and he did not relish the act.
    But it had to be if their relationship was to continue down this path.
    “You’ve often talked about how honest I am, how I can’t lie to save my life.”
    She stared at him intensely. She was starting to look worried, maybe thinking that he was going to reveal that he already had a girlfriend, or perhaps even worse, that he was married.
    If only it was that simple.
    “But I have been lying, Maddie,” he told her, “lying about what I am.”
    She stepped toward him, concern on her face. “You don’t have to do this,” Madeline said. “Whatever it is you’ve been hiding . . . it’s all right, Remy; we can work it out.”
    Madeline was afraid, and if he were to be perfectly honest, so was he.
    Remy didn’t want to lose her, and by