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Reservations
March 1945 — EvelynOn a Thursday evening in late March, Evelyn checked the last of the reservations and frowned when she noticed the name of Harlan Callaway. The young soldier had strutted into the lounge on a regular basis since that first night. Luckily, LaRue had helped to ward him off by switching with Evelyn whenever his reservation time came up. Evelyn had been left to fend for herself a couple of times when Harlan and his buddies attempted to woo her by dropping lines about the war and how beautiful she looked. Even though she was firm in turning him down, Harlan was persistent.
Tonight, LaRue was off and it looked like this reservation had been made at the last minute for a seven o’clock table. Glancing at the clock, Evelyn glared at the minute hand hovering over
