“Do you think you know the difference between Fantasy and Reality?” she asked him.
“Of course I do,” he replied, a bit surprised. “I walk that line of demarcation nearly every day of my life.”
She looked at him as a quirk of mirth twitched briefly in her eyebrow, and a hint of a smile formed on her lips as she waited for him to ask for clarification.
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