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106Back at the house as he entered, Kelly was by the door. %u201cI was getting worried. What took you so long?%u201d She asked.%u201cOh. Sorry, Kelly. I hadn%u2019t meant to worry you. It%u2019s such a beautiful evening, I stood and watched the moon come up and became stunned by it all.%u201dKelly looked at his face. Odd, she thought. What he just said was a contradiction%u2014a lie and a truth at the same time.%u201cAnd the milk?%u201d She asked.He was pleased that after the shock, he had actually looked. %u201cAll gone. And Tom left fresh crates.%u201dShe nodded. %u201cCome in then and sit with me. We should toast the day.%u201dHe wanted to celebrate. The end of all things would not happen yet. It was a revelation. He could not tell her. Such revelations would unsettle her. She was a lovely woman entrenched in the reality of her time in this period.%u201cA good idea. Irish Whisky?%u201d he said.%u201cOf course, Luke. And my bed after?%u201d%u201cSleep? Yes. I%u2019m just too tired tonight after milking those cows and digging up potatoes, for anything more strenuous,%u201d he teased.%u201cOh dear. Not another night lying in my bed and wading my way through %u2018In The Year 2889%u2019 by Jules,%u201d she said, or his son. Who knows?%u201dHe wasn%u2019t sure. A book. Did she refe... ah, yes, he understood. No sex: read. Clever.%u201d%u201cOf course,%u201d he played along. %u201cIf I, a wounded traveller in time, am too weakened by my endeavours working whilst still wounded, I%u2019m sure if I encountered a stronger person, one used to physical work, Jules The Time Traveller