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Chapter 18
Chapter 17 We took tea with Frank and Helen, trying not to stuff ourselves on the little cakes and tarts, which wasn't easy. Helen might brag herself up a bit, but she didn't exaggerate. Frank told us all about how he had met Cynthia (one of a line of charm school girls at a society function), about their long courtship (she had been attending college at the time, unbeknownst to him), how he finally got her to agree to marry him on the third proposal, and all about their happy albeit childless life together. It was clear that he had adored her. It was also clear he had a pretty hazy idea of what it was she did all day. It was like his mind just skated over the fact that she traveled to the future every day after she kissed him good-bye and before she returned in the evening. We were in
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