Where is my younger self?”Leda laughed softly. “Quite a shock, I imagine, stepping back to 2014 in that manner. The important thing is you sent he... through, Rebecca.”“Yes, but for what reason? And what about—”Leda gazed at her, eyebrows raised.She doesn’t know about my older self, Rebecca thought. Better to keep it that way for the moment.“How could I be two places, at once?” she asked. “Two people, in the same place, at once. The same person, in the same place at once,” she clarified slowly,. It was a frustrating afternoon and one that I knew would not get me any kudos from the home office.I did a human interest story about a family that was now homeless as a result of the American bombing and made certain I had plenty of good photos on my phone that could be used with the story if necessary. I was not sure the station would run any of it because the politics about the whole Balkans area changed like the weather. The fact that I really liked the story was almost a sure signal that. "Let us eat and rest until the future returns."And the music began again."Okay. Let's all sit here. I want to make certain you understand what's going on. Last night was like a school or college dance. The boys and girls got to see one another. And the mothers prepared the refreshments and the pastor read a sermon. Today, the boys and girls paired off. We'll learn how it all worked out. Again there was a sermon. The nungungi pointed out that in the past there was forced exogamy, but now it's. She had chocolate brown hair that fell to the middle of her back in thick waves. Her warm brown eyes lit up when she saw him, and her generous mouth curved in a smile."Have you been waiting long?" she asked, coming towards him seductively."No." William answered, as he poured another glass of wine, and offering it to her said, "Some wine?"Thanks." She accepted the glass, her long fingers curling around the stem. He watched as she took a sip; a small drop escaped. He reached out to the bedside.