“I don’t know. I’ll work on it.”
“You know he came in the other day, ordered a beer?”
“Really? How’d he seem?” she asked.
“Good. He had no clue at all. Like, do they just zap him and then give him a backstory and all that crap?”
“No. He’s always existed that way. That Lucian has always been that Lucian.”
“But he’s the same.”
“He is the same. Same soul. I don’t know if time goes back, or if they’re all created in our images, or we’re created in theirs. One thing I do know now is that whatever faith you believe in, true love is real… and it endures. Look at Lucian and Evelyn and all that they went through. He must have pleaded a pretty good case.”
Zack smirked. “I knew if anyone could pull it off, it’d be Lucian. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall when he was talking to the big guy.”
“Me too, Zack. Me too.”