Randy said, “Paul, there’s one thing more. Who won the war?” Paul put his fists on his hips and his eyes narrowed. “You’re kidding! You mean you really don’t know?” “No. I don’t know. Nobody knows. Nobody’s told us.” “We won it. We really clobbered ’em!” Hart’s eyes lowered and his arms drooped. He said, “Not that it matters.” The engine started and Randy turned away to face the thousand-year night.
