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ROMANCE NOVEL NO. 209 By Fauna L. Tabbycat Pat was a pert five-foot three-inch brunette with a knack for brassy banter and a willing smile that could brighten twilight into day without a crease. But she was so lonely. Jim was a placid plainsman with a plaintive drawl that belied his firm convictons -- and a gut tough enough to bend a blade back on its kerf. He was lonely, too. The trouble with Pat and Jim, so perfectly matched, was a simple matter of time and place: She was a generation younger than Jim; he lived thousands of miles from Pat. She was poor; he was rich. He was svelte; she, dumpy. She belonged to Mensa; he could hardly read his own signature. They didn't know each other or, had they known of one another, want to. Their destinies were not on a collision course. What a shame -- their love affair would have made a great story.