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a few nights before. Despite what she’d told him, this wasn’t a fun, adventurous lark around the country. This was life and death.
    She’d do well to keep her head down, make some money, and then get the hell out of town.
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    Pushing a sweaty and dusty lock of hair out of her eyes, Josie dug into another stack of papers in the kitchen. After much discussion, they’d decided she should start here since the quicker they could get the room cleaned out, the quicker they could actually cook a meal in it.
    So far she’d looked through mostly stacks of old periodicals, dusty and torn. She’d carefully set aside the Life magazines she’d found, wondering if perhaps they might be worth a few dollars to a collector. Surprisingly, they weren’t in terrible shape despite how they’d been stored, although they weren’t pristine enough to fetch top dollar. The photos in the magazines had been seductive and she’d found herself flipping through the pages of pictures from the Vietnam War and hippies at Haight-Ashbury. If she had time, she could easily get lost in the history of an era before she was born and only seen in movies.
    Sipping at her water bottle, she almost choked mid-gulp when she tossed an old newspaper from 1973 aside, revealing her find. Her fingers ran down the cover reverently as she reminded herself to breathe. Carefully, she lifted it off the stack and paged through the magazine. Tears, not from the dust but from a swell of emotion, pricked the back of her eyes and she swiped at the moisture dragging more dirt across her cheek.
    “Evan,” she called, although the sound came out more like a croak. “Evan, I think you need to see this.”
    He strode through the doorway, wiping his hands with a towel. “Is everything okay? Did you see a spider?”
    She couldn’t hold in a laugh at the thought of her cowering in a corner from the mere sight of an arachnid.
    “I’m not afraid of spiders unless it’s a real big one. No, I wanted you to see this. It’s quite a find.”
    Even tossed the towel aside and grinned. “You haven’t seen any of our Florida spiders. They get big, all right. And hairy. Actually, being careful about them is a good idea. There might be some brown recluse spiders in here and they are poisonous.”
    He looked completely serious.
    Now that was something she didn’t want to hear. Maybe spiders were creepy after all. The one thing she didn’t want to see was a palmetto bug, although she was pretty sure she was going to in all this mess.
    “You’re full of good news. I should have asked for hazard pay.” She held up the magazine. “Take a look at this.”
    He took it from her hand and perused the cover, his brows shooting up almost to his hair line. “Holy shit. This is the Life magazine from JFK’s assassination.”
    Evan sat down on the floor next to Josie. “Isn’t it amazing? I got so emotional when I saw the picture of his little boy saluting. It was so sad.”
    “I remember my mom and dad telling me stories of where they were that day. They talked about Camelot and how magical it was. I don’t think we have anything to compare to that now.”
    Josie would gladly take a time machine back to anywhere before Saturday night. “I’m sure you’ll want to keep that. It might even be worth some money.”
    Evan shrugged but smiled. “Maybe, but it’s not in the best of condition. I think I’d like to keep it though. If you come across anything else you think is interesting just set it in a separate stack and I’ll look through it later.”
    So far, Evan Davis was proving to be an easy going boss. She was also overjoyed to see that he didn’t own a television, which boded well for her. It would make it more difficult for him to find out who she was.
    “How’s the bedroom coming? Found any spiders or snakes?”
    Evan scowled as if she’d insulted his mother. “I do not like snakes. At all. So let’s not joke about that.”
    Josie held up her hands in