Zach could tell from her lack of nervousness that Grace truly believed what she said. He couldn't wrap his brain around it. “You've come back in time."
She nodded. He wandered back to her kitchen for the second piece of pizza. The first one had scalded his mouth so he ate the next one gingerly. As he chewed he mulled over her words.
Sitting on the couch she hugged the pillow to her as if for warmth. What was he to make of her? Her hair still called to him to touch it.
“How? Some machine?"
“This isn't science fiction."
“It's some kind of fiction."
Her jaw set. “Look you can believe me or not. I actually don't care. I'm tired from my shift and I have an early one tomorrow. I need my sleep."
She stood and without ceremony tossed the sofa cushions aside. Then she pulled open her bed. Z
