There was no question about it. I knew. I knew because I had already lived my life for the next twenty-five years and remembered all of it.”“Dream... can be a powerful thing,” Janna said. “It is certainly possible that you retained memories of what happened and projected your life ahead of you.”“It wasn’t a dream. I’d lived through twenty-five years, raised my daughter, and divorced my husband. I got in my little Prius and drove from Fargo, North Dakota to the Southern California Coast and, later. I fixed myself a sandwich brought it over with some chips and sat down. He had waited for me to sit before he started eating which I thought was cute and sweet.We talked and talked as we ate and upon finishing our sandwiches and our lemonade we sat there staring at each other. Can you say awkward. So, I asked if he would like to come up to my room. He hesitantly said I guess so. I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom. Now there is nothing special about my bedroom just everyday. “I am ready”, mom said and walked up in an orange saree with a silk blouse. She looked stunning. I pointed the camera at her and took a few pictures. Sadly, she was posing conservatively so I couldn’t really see ‘anything’.A couple of sarees later, mom asked, “Which one should I wear now?”.I checked the collection and noticed a black chiffon saree.“Hey mom, wear that one”. Mom got spooked suddenly and said that it was the saree an old customer left back and it was a bit ‘modernn’. I pleaded. " But..." Devlin's voice trailed off as she thought about that. "But all of my friends..." After you're married, the two of you are moving to Oakland or Sacramento, or wherever he's playing, right?" Devlin nodded. "Good. You'll still have your friends, but you won't be in day-to-day contact with them, and that'll reduce the chance that you'll stray." But what about... what'll he think about my past?" That it was in your past, something that happened after Jeff, and before the two of you got.