After Radcliffe left, Claire reviewed the charts and made notes on what she would ask the different soldiers. Many of them were from the area, but there were a few from places she was more familiar with around the Northeast. Apparently Bryce’s regiment had been stationed there earlier that year, which was odd considering how quiet it had been. Some general must have thought this sleepy little fort a hotbed ready to explode.
Judging from the attack two nights previously, that general might have been correct.
Claire picked up Bryce’s chart again. She wanted to go see him, offer him some comfort, but it felt odd considering she didn’t know exactly who he was. And would he know her?
At the very least, she could check on him. He was a piece of the puzzle that was her past life, and she found
