The movie started and we looked around. There weren’t many people. No one in a radius of 15 seats around us. Safe for us to have our moment. She was...sitting on my left side. So, I kept my left hand over her shoulder and held her. She leaned on me.I kissed on her head from the side. She looked at me and I kissed on her forehead. I held her left hand with my right hand and we bent towards each other and hugged. Holding her, we faced each other. I planted my lips on her lips and we kissed lightly.. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in Washington, the only time I was there was to visit my ex-wife, in Seattle. That was a long time ago.”“Not Washington state, Washington DC. Mr. Wilcox worked for the justice department.”“Well, that pretty much chinches it. The closest I’ve been to DC was Fort Bragg. And to tell you the truth, even that was probably too close.”“What did you do after the army?” She asked.“Mostly, I’ve been moving from place to place. I guess you could say I. The veil parts like flowing water around her hand. She feels no touch upon her skin. Only when she steps through does she feel a momentary chill, but her shiver is gone as quickly as it came. The mind still has an innate reluctance to her presence, despite Ned's willingness. She is still an intruder to his subconscious, and that was its token resistance.The veil closes behind her like a stream around a rock, and she is inside. Her senses assail her, more vivid each time, despite her wish for. .. onion... and even garlic!Brooklyn went straight to the counter and yelled to the lady behind the counter, "Martha? Your ol' man still got you workin' in this piece of shit?"Martha looked at Brooklyn, and burst out with the biggest smile that I'd ever seen. "Anthony!" she shouted. "You're back from the war!" Ain't-a gonna study war no more!" he sang gleefully. He pointed to me and said, "This here's Jim and we're gonna be here for a few days."Martha was walking around the counter to get.