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“Anna, I would be honored, to be included.” He admitted truthfully. The idea actually appealed to him and he thought he would like to be remembered by this woman.

“Do you mind if I ask how old you are?” She asked slyly, for no clear reason she could think of other than being nosy.

“Not at all, I’m thirty-five, and since I’ve told you my age, won’t you do the same?” Robert’s mouth tilted into a devilish grin.

“I turned twenty-one this past February.” She answered as she sketched.

Still studying his face she said, “Robert, you know you’d make a good model for an artist. Has anyone ever told you that? You have handsome facial features that can easily be drawn.” She remarked, her words showing no outward emotion as she sketched. Her eyes were dancing between his face and her sketchpad as she quickly sketched his features.

“Is that right Anna? You are actually the first to ever think my features could merit the honor of modeling.” He replied through a deep throaty chuckle. “Now, didn’t you say you were also keeping a written diary of your travel, to go along with the drawings? Let’s see if your words can match your drawing abilities. Tell me exactly how you will describe me in your diary?” He challenged her, in a deep silky voice.