Mine Tomorrow. Jackie Braun

      The words from the letter echoed in her head, joining the ones he spoke now. After her last breakup, she’d given up hope of ever meeting a man such as this. Never had she felt this way—as if she were the center of someone’s universe.

      More shouting erupted. Whoops of joy ensued.

      “What on earth is going on?” she asked.

      “You don’t know?”

      “I haven’t a clue,” she replied honestly. “I was at the shop when…all of this started.”

      “The war. It’s officially over.”

      Devin turned in a circle, taking in the scene. No wonder everything had seemed so familiar. She’d seen it before, or rather witnessed it secondhand via black-and-white photographs that had been published in books and magazines.

       V-J Day.

      Times Square was the spot where the iconic shot of a sailor kissing a nurse was taken after the victory over Japan was announced. Sure enough, she spied the young man several yards away in the square with the pretty nurse bent backward over his arm.

      Devin was reliving history.