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A transparent Clara Stuart stood at the back of the church, staring toward the altar. People entered the building and walked next to her, around her, or even through her but no one was able to see her. From the crowd it appeared that Mass was ready to start. Suddenly, Clara saw the back of the man she had been following; he was sitting in one of the Church pews near the back. The hat and cane were placed on the pew at his side.

“He’s Catholic all right.”

From far off in the distance, Clara could hear Emily’s reply: “But is he married?”

Clara focused and imagined what the man’s left hand looked like. When she could see it clearly in her mind, it was obvious that there was no ring on his finger. “He’s single.”

“But does he have a girlfriend?”

Just as Clara heard her sister’s voice, the man turned to say something to the couple moving into the pew next to him. Clara caught her breath because it was clear that the man in church was the same man she had seen earlier that day—buck naked in nineteenth century Wyoming.

“Does he have a girlfriend?” The voice repeated.

Clara focused and looked sideways at the man until there was a tremendous burst of light.