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with her arms crossed over her chest.
     
    “What makes you think he did anything?” Isabelle said softly.
     
    “You usually come in here smiling.” Sarah said. “You look like you’re about to burst into tears.”
     
    “Oh.” Isabelle sighed. “I don’t know what his problem is with me. He’s been so distant. I think he might be having an affair.” She sighed and began eating the rest of her muffin.
     
    “Really? Are you sure?”
     
    “No. But what else could it be?”
     
    “Lots of things. Guys get grumpy when they are stressed with work.”
     
    “Yeah, maybe. That’s no reason to take it out on me.” She said firmly. “He used to be so romantic. Not just in big ways, but every day. Now, he barely looks at me. He never touches me anymore. I’ve lost twelve pounds. I changed my hair. I even got new lingerie. He doesn’t even notice.” She sighed. “I don’t know what else to do.”
     
    “Honey, don’t jump to conclusions. Just ask him what’s up. Until you do, don’t torture yourself about it. Come on, let’s crank up the tunes and get this shipment on the shelves.”
     
    They spent the next four hours working steadily in between customers, and for a brief moment in time, Isabelle forgot about her miserable marriage.
     
     
     
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    The team spent the last six months training him in all things military. He picked it up rather quickly, much to the General’s pleasure. He found he actually liked the guys in his unit and he genuinely respected Captain Winters. Now, they worked like a well-oiled machine, jumping through time, collecting historical items. Together, they had overtaken a Spanish galleon before it sank. The gold they recovered funded the new project the General wanted to start. The quarters for the women were completed, and the General sent them out to start finding women.
     
                “Okay boys, you know the drill.” Graham said. “Fan out.”
     
                The team came through a secondary lay line energy portal in the woods. Mykel was still amazed at how well he came through without the side effects. Instead of feeling torn apart from the inside out, it was more like a punch in the gut that leaves you breathless. He didn’t even get dizzy anymore.
     
                They were there to scout out a few of the women they were to take back with them. Bryant and Mykel were paired up. The two broke up off from the rest of the group and went west into nearest city.
     
                “So, Myke, what kind of woman are you looking for?” Hollister said, nudging him playfully.
     
                “I don’t know.” He shrugged. “I still think it’s wrong.”
     
                “We all do, dude.” Bry said. “But you know we don’t have a choice.”
     
                “I get it.” And Myke did. Hundreds of people died every day, some of natural causes, old age. But more and more were dying from starvation and cancer, because of the radiation. Others froze to death in the colder temperatures. People killed each other over a loaf of bread and a case of water. Logically he knew, they had to do something drastic to restore the balance of the population, but morally, he was opposed to being forced into marriage with a total stranger.
     
                Dressed in civilian clothing, they were blending into the crowd smoothly, pretending to window shop. He was amazed at how abundantly rich this time was. People could still afford to drive, and go to grocery stores to purchase anything they wanted. He saw people just giving out money on street corners. In his time, no one had any to spare. People worked hard doing anything they could, for a few scraps of food. Salt, sugar and coffee were as good as gold. Begging usually got you shot, and once you were dead, whatever you had on you was stolen. He saw a woman drop some change on the ground and