I found Murphy’s hand and squeezed gently. “What’s going to happen after this, do you think?” “I don’t,” she said. “Because I’m doing today first.” I snorted quietly. Murphy squeezed back. “Harry. You can’t fix tomorrow until it gets here.” “Which is weird, because you can screw it up from decades away.” I heard her laugh gently. “I got used to weird. It’s not so bad.”
