Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 53 — page 47: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION you. Tell me what makes you so sure.” “When I called you over for that extra coffee, I just flicked my finger and you came. You wouldn’t have noticed it if you’d really been reading.” “And if you’d thought I was reading, I guess you’d have done something more than flick your fingers if you wanted me to come over.” “You’re bright,” he said. “What are you doing back there ?”’ “I could ask you that. You’re not the kind of guy we normally get in the Elec- — tric Rooms.” He laughed. He had an infectious, cheering laugh. “Look, you’re not so tired you can’t stay up another half hour. Think you can trust me yet? There’s a bench in the park right at the en- trance. It’s got a light over it. Well?’ The situation interested her. This sort of thing didn’t happen very often; in fact, it didn’t happen at all. 46 *“O.K., but remember I’m watching you.” “That’s what I want to talk about.” Someone, earlier in the evening, a couple probably, ' had wrecked the light above the park bench. She drew a little away from him. “You knew about this?” ““No, honest. And there’s a good moon.” They sat down; he didn’t try to sit very close. She was relieved and yet, of course, a little disappointed. He brought a packet out. “Cigarette ?”’ : “I don’t use them.” He put the packet away. “Then I don’t need to.” She stood up. “I don’t know what it’s all about, but I think [ll get out from it. What you got there—reefers ?” **Look,”’ he said. ““Don’t go yet. Come on, sit down again. I want your help. What would you say if someone was in a situation where he needed to have everything just right— comiclooks.con