That catches her attention, her head snapping up and her eyes wide.
"You were in Craiger?"
It sounds a little closer to panic than is perhaps justified by a teenaged near-miss. That couldn't mean--
She looks at the cards again from that perspective, but can't fit them into the story she knows, not really. The things that felt significant don't match up to the facts as she remembers them-- though, she reminds herself ruefully, you apparently spent half that autumn high.
"That puts this-- Summer of 1979 at the latest," she murmurs. "You met them?"
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"You were in Craiger?"
It sounds a little closer to panic than is perhaps justified by a teenaged near-miss. That couldn't mean--
She looks at the cards again from that perspective, but can't fit them into the story she knows, not really. The things that felt significant don't match up to the facts as she remembers them-- though, she reminds herself ruefully, you apparently spent half that autumn high.
"That puts this-- Summer of 1979 at the latest," she murmurs. "You met them?"