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She had seen through Mike Danziger's eyes, felt his pain across time. She must be here for a reasonone that had to do with him. So long as she was in this time, she had to stay with him. But how could she give him honesty?

They shopped for an hour, ducking inside cool shops to escape the heat outside. Abby learned much about women's fashions in the 1990s. There were undergarments she would never have imaginedincluding pretty, lacy things known as bras and stockings called panty hose that were made of a comfortable, stretchy, sheer material.
How Lucy would have loved them! But Abby tried not to think of Lucy or her father or Arlenfor, whether or not they had found their way across the desert, if her beliefs were true her loved ones were, by now, long dead. And Abby belonged with them . . . didn't she?
But how wonderful it would have been to belong here, where there were such things as instant light and water, fast cars, cold air in the desert, and . . . shopping for frivolous garments with Mike Danziger.
After much searching in several stores, she amassed several pieces of clothing that felt comfortable: long skirts, although their fabrics seemed more frilly than serviceable, and modest cotton blouses. Aghast at the prices, she nevertheless swallowed her pride and allowed Mike to purchase them for her.
He also bought her a pair of the blue jeans he favored, but in her size, plus several other

 
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