I almost let him make a scene before I remembered Aubrey was there.“Kyle,” I whispered. “Sit with Aubrey and me.”“Aubrey?” He turned so fa...t toward her that he lost his balance and landed on the floor. At least that got us over the awkward part as we all started laughing and I helped him up off the floor.“Wouldn’t you rather sit on a chair?” I asked.“Yeah. Sure. Aubrey. How are you?” He was as thrown as I was and I could see in his eyes that he loved her as much as I did.“You ... uh ... You are. " I said, pointing to a fancy gold dinner ring.Izzy beamed and stood a little taller next to me. "Ike, you don't have to..." Shush... when was the last time I got you a birthday present? You're overdue."While Izzy tried on different rings I motioned for the clerk to join me off to one side and whispered in her ear. She smiled brightly, nodded and hurried off.Izzy looked up and saw me watching her."They're very nice, but I don't really like any of them that much." Well, the lady said she had. “My name isn’t important.”She looked me over. “Whether your name is important or not, you’ll catch your death of cold dressed as such out here.”I had to agree. If I couldn’t quickly find my way back into the vault, then I would need clothes to keep me dry and warm. Then I noticed her attire. We hadn’t simply jumped back to a time before the vault had been created. From what I knew about clothes in American history, we had been thrown back to a time before the U.S. Revolution, sometime after the. I never saw a more beautiful sight. I walked out into the warm evening with two glasses of wine and an unsteady step. Funny how sometimes even when you know what’s happening you aren’t sure. “I knew you’d come.” Katey smiled as she took her glass. “I didn’t.” I wanted to touch her, but couldn’t, not yet. “I’m glad you’re here though.” “Me too.” Her eyes touched me. “I’m hoping you’d like to go for a walk.” I nodded, sipping at my wine and enjoying Katey’s presence. Now.