. it seemed tobring her home. To her real home, a place that had always seemed farremoved from even pre-war London, which seemed lost so long ago only...tobe recalled more fondly than any fairy tale setting. But although therain seemed to offer a promise of normalcy when all was said and done,now certainly wasn't the time to get sentimental."Over there! To the left!" her companion urged her. It didn't alarm herthat the words had come out of her mouth. Although to the casualobserver she was. He sat down at a battered wooden table two vacant chairs distant from a woman. She was a young dishwater blonde, still in her twenties perhaps, and she gave no sign that she noticed his presence. Or would have particularly cared if she had.This guy plops his fat butt down at my table. Dressed in a suit and tie, Coke-bottle glasses, missing half his hair. Older. Old enough to be my father. Geez, must be one of those prof types from the college. Ultra-nerd. Freaky. What's he doing here? Must have. More

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