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South aside from Florida?”
    “That’s
not what I mean.”
    “So
are you telling me I’m not dating a Southern Belle?”
    “I’m
telling you that if you’re looking for Scarlett O’Hara, you’re dating the wrong
girl.”
    “Did
your grandparents live on a plantation? Did they have slaves? Did your mother
have a mammy?” Zane cocked his head at me and I reached over and slapped his
hand.
    “You’re
an idiot, you know that?”
    “Tell
me, Lucky, what do you think of the Civil War? Do you wish the South had won?”
    “Zane
Beaumont,” I growled. “I do declare that you’re trying to upset my righteous
mind, but I will not let you do that to methis
fine morning.” I spoke in my best Southern accent and we both laughed.
    “It’s
fascinating though.” Zane looked up at me seriously. “Our country has such a
rich and deep history. Our grandparents lived such different lives, had such
different views. I sometimes wonder what life would be like if certain things
didn’t change.”
    “I
sometimes wonder what it would have been like to have lived in the 1940s.” I
paused and looked up to make sure I wasn’t boring him. “And in the Middle
Ages.”
    “The
Middle Ages?”
    “Yes,
I’ve always wanted to witness what society was like during that time. There was
an expansion of population of about 35 million to 80 million people in Europe
between 1000 and 1347. Can you believe that? That’s incredible! And then there
were the religious crusades and the system of feudalism was introduced. It’s
all so fascinating.”
    “Wow,
you really do love history.”
    “I
do. My heart is with modern history, as you know, and the Civil Rights
Movement, but I’m a bit of a European history buff as well. I’ve often thought
about doing my dissertation on the parallels between the Middle Ages and the
Civil Rights Movement.”
    “There
are parallels?” Zane looked surprised and I laughed.
    “Well,
I’d have to research. That’s the point.” I laughed and then looked down as I
remembered that I may never get to do that research. I’m not sure how I would
be able to do it if I were pregnant and had a baby. How would I be able to go
to grad school then?
    “What’s
wrong?” Zane frowned as he saw my expression change.
    “Nothing.”
I smiled brightly, not wanting to share my thoughts with him. “Are you done? We
still have to go shopping.” I changed the subject quickly.
    “Did
you know that when I was in school, we learned about William the Conqueror and
Harold of Hastings, and Noah and I would always play a game called The Battle
of Hastings comes to Los Angeles?” Zane smiled at the memory. “And we used Star
Wars light sabers that my dad got us. And we would run around, zapping each
other.” He laughed. “I just remembered that, that was a fun game.”
    “I’m
impressed that you remember what happened in 1066.” I smiled at him gently and
leaned forward. “You’re more of a history buff than I thought.”
    “I
should note that William had R2D2 on his side and Harold had C-3PO and we
weren’t fighting for England, but for the moon,” Zane laughed.
    “Well,
as long as it was for the moon.” I reached over and grabbed his hand. “I wish I
would have gotten to meet Noah.” I spoke gently, not wanting to upset him.
    “So
do I.” He laid some money on the table and stood up. “Now, let’s go shopping.”

 
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    “I
can’t believe you wanted to come to Ikea.” Zane looked lost in the sea of
people. “I can’t say that I’ve ever been here before, but I’ve never heard it
was the place to get bedding.”
    “I
don’t know that it’s the place to get bedding, but it is the place to get
affordable bedding.” I made a face at him.
    “I
don’t want to push the fact that I have money in your face. But I don’t need to
go to the Costco of bed sheets.”
    “This
isn’t the Costco of bed sheets, you snob.” I shook my head. “In fact, I don’t
even know what that means. How can