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Chapter 12

Grantville

            “Hey, Veda Mae. Can I share your table?”

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            At least they’d picked on him because of Wes and didn’t know anything about his relationship to Francisco Nasi. Nathan picked up his pen.

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Chapter 11

Frankfurt am Main

            Nathan Prickett figured he’d done his duty to common courtesy already by looking up the other Grantvillers in Frankfurt and saying hi, letting them know where he was staying. He hadn’t expected that he’d have much in common with them, except for being from Grantville, and he didn’t.

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Chapter 10

Frankfurt am Main

            Ron Stone wiggled his legs around. There wasn’t a lot of leg room on the barge that the crew was slowly poling up the Main River.

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Vacha, on the Reichsstrasse

            His driver was slowing down and the car behind, the one with the soldiers riding in it, was pulling around, ahead of them. Henry looked more closely. There were a half-dozen men hanging around the little guardhouse. Those weren’t kids interested in looking at cars.

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            Rebecca seemed a bit shame-faced herself, that night, after Ed raised the problem of her seat in the SoTF Congress.

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Fulda

            “A welcoming parade,” Andrea Hill said. “We’ve got Wes and Clara back.” She waved toward the head of the table. “Henry’s coming. We ought to put on the biggest parade this town’s ever seen. Kids from the schools. Captain Wiegand and his city militia. The whole Fulda Barracks Regiment.”

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Chapter 9

Grantville

            “I’ll get it.”

            Annalise jumped up from the dinner table and dashed for the front hall. “Hello. Yes, Mrs. Piazza? They’re out! They’re out of Basel? They’re okay? Really all right? Not hurt or anything. You’re sure? Just a minute.”

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Chapter 8

Magdeburg

            “Come on in. Good lord, Ed. You’re sopping wet.” Claire Hudson, Mike Stearns’ executive assistant and all-around handywoman, threw a towel at him.

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Chapter 7

Grantville

State of Thuringia-Franconia

            Dear Nathan,

            Chandra Prickett wished that she still had a pencil with an eraser on it. She still had plenty of pencils. There had been a lot of pencils around the house when the Ring of Fire hit. A whole ceramic pot full of pencils of various lengths. Plus a hand-cranked pencil sharpener, which still worked and didn’t show any signs of quitting. And, when she had looked around and made an inventory of their stuff, a lot more pencils here and there. Like two in the kitchen, one fastened to the refrigerator with a magnet and one tied onto a hook screwed into the wall by the sink where she kept her grocery list.

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