Rain Over Wyndmere
Ten years after I accidentally crossed into the modern world, the system finally detected the glitch that was me.
It was ready to send me back to the era I belonged to, but it gave me three days to say goodbye.
On the first day, Corinne Whitford asked me to step aside so her childhood sweetheart could take my place at the altar. I did not cry or make a scene. I just smiled, slipped off my ring and handed it back to her.
On the second day, she brought him home. She told me she was giving him a home. I did not argue, just stepped aside and let it happen.
On the third day, she wanted to take him on a honeymoon to Wyndmere, the one place I had always dreamed of going. I helped her arrange everything, gentle as ever.
When she stepped onto the train bound for Wyndmere, I turned and walked toward the road that would take me home.
This ten-year dream had run its course. It was time to wake up.