Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 53 — page 51: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION “T still don’t believe it.” “Right, we'll do it again. On the third pull. Hitting the jackpot straight away Rieti attract attention.” She watched him keep his promise in the next drugstore. He scooped the money up and shoved it in her handbag. There was about three dollars in dimes. She said: But how?” He shook his head. hard to explain.” She drew away a little. don’t like it—it’s queer.” He was looking at her keenly, with a desperate keen- ness. It was as though he were entirely dependent on her— the dependence got over, and she felt awed and grateful and protective. She lost her fear. “T believe you. “Too 66 She touched his hand with hers. “I’m sorry,” she said. “It was strange. I know it must be all right, though. Still, you can’t make a living this way. You can’t spend your time going round drugstores; they would wise up to you.” 50 “You're smart, Jenny,” he said. ““They would. But you see, the gift—it works other ways, too. Horse racing and so on. As long as I don’t overdo things, Ill manage all right.” She said: ““With that kind of thing you could do big things. Real big. Stocks and shares, maybe ?”’ He nodded. “I could. But don’t forget, I’m a refugee. I’ve got to keep under cover.” “What was it like, back where you used to live? Was it very bad?” “You can’t imagine how bad.”’ “And you’re sure they’re still looking for you? Maybe they’ve given you up?” “They don’t give anyone up. I know that.” Their tour of drugstores had taken them some distance from their usual stamping grounds. Jenny looked at her wrist watch. “Golly,” she said, ‘“‘half past four. I got to be getting back. Let’s take a bus. We can get one at the corner.” comiclooks.con