"I once had one—in the Army!" Horner cried. "I can prove all of this, as fantastic as it sounds. And there's this machinery."
"We won't have to be fugitives, Hugh!"
"Yes, but," he smiled, "I wanted to see the world. I didn't mind."
"We'll see the world," Jane said, and kissed him. "After you clear yourself."
"And after a few new law books to cover this are written," twenty-five-year-old Hugh Horner said to his beautiful, twenty-year-old wife. They would have a long session with the police, he knew. At first, the police wouldn't believe them. But ultimately, they would have to. He remembered reading about a case in another state, in Wisconsin. Identical twins, never had their fingerprints taken, no identifying marks. One a criminal, the other not. And an E.E.G. proving their identity and accepted in court.
So, eventually, the police would believe them.
And give them a second chance to live their youth the way it should have been lived in the first place.
THE END