Chapter 92

And the sadness caught in his throat for a moment, poignant as a future. As futures that might’ve been, and never could be.

But he’d been able to see this world, this future. He’d got to witness Jason and Colby openly proclaiming their commitment and very shortly planning a wedding. He’d joined them on Steadfastand told a story about love.

George, he thought, knew about love. About love, and loss, and the need to remember. A story told—that story, which was so deeply about all of those themes, written by someone who understood. And the dedication of the novel: that mysterious Mit’d been written for, so evidently not here with George now.

“I did,” George said, and Laurie returned to the present, batting away cobwebs of time and hope. “Convincing, they were, when they came and found me. All about love. And you. What you did, that premiere. Giving them all that publicity. You planned that, did you?”