could answer, Gregory shook his head. “It doesn’t matter, Devin. Nothing else matters except that you’re here now.”
Perhaps nothing else mattered, but she couldn’t quash the feeling that something was off.
He was saying, “What is this shop that you say you should call?”
A shop that would not exist in 1945, so it made no sense to mention Yesterday’s Closet to him.
“A clothing store I know.”
“And your sister works there, I take it.” He took her hand and they started to walk.
“Yes, a few mornings a week.” Since it was so easy to talk about Emily, she added proudly, “She attends college full time on a scholarship.”
“Impressive. Did you work while I was away?”
“I have a job,” Devin replied, not sure what verb tense was called for in a dream that was taking place more than half a century in the past.
“You never mentioned it in your letters, but then there hadn’t been any since, well, I was reassigned to another ship.”
She glanced over sharply. It wasn’t accusation she saw in his expression, but sadness, contrition even, when he added, “I tried to get a letter out right away, to reassure you I was fine after the attack, but mail was spotty at that point.”
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