CHAPTER 15They stood on a parapet of the first building to be erected in New Chicago and watched the tiny flares of the workmen who had come from all over the world to rebuild the city. It was night—a cool, almost clear night with only a few faint clouds scudding across the face of the full moon. The stars blazed down, a million tiny candles flickering against a background of black.
Avis moved her head a fraction and said: “Do you love me?”
“What do you think?”
After a moment, she said: “I have to go back tomorrow.”
“I know.”
“I…don’t want to leave.”
“Why not?”
She smiled in the darkness. “You know why not. I don’t want to leave you.”
He hunkered down on the parapet and she sat down beside him.
“They never told you my last name, did they?” she asked suddenly.
“It’s Tanner, isn’t
