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a talking head then ended up in the clinic? Although it would make Dan seem a bit insane, it was Beginnings, so it was par for the course.
    Walking down the hall from the waiting room, he saw Andrea leaving an exam room.
    “Hey, Andrea.”
    “Robbie.” She smiled brightly. “What brings you to the clinic?”
    “I was here to see you.”
    “Here I am.”
    “Cool.” Robbie grinned. “But I didn’t see you now I have to go. I want to get a latte before the afternoon rush. See ya.” He darted a kiss to her cheek.
    “Robbie.”
    “Yeah,” he stopped with a squeak of his boots.
    “Could you be a dear and get me one.”
    He wanted to whine. Stomp his foot, and say no, he had to see his dad, but he was Robbie. “Sure, I’ll be right back.”
    “You are a sweetheart. I’ll make you brownies.”
    “You’re the best.”
    “Thank you baby.”
    Another smile, a nod and Robbie left. He’d rush, get the coffee, drop it off and hurry back to the trailer. He just wanted to spend time with Joe. Talk to him. Everything seemed to be getting in the way.
    *****
    She was humming a sweet tune, something Christian when she walked into the lab. “Dean, you’re back.” Andrea said brightly.
    Roy faced her. “And I have all those results for you.”
    “You are just a pip.” She grinned.
    “Thank you.”
    Roy handed the results to Andrea, she hummed as she read them.
    “You’re in a good mood. Something happen?” Roy asked.
    “No, no, just feeling the Holy Spirit.”
    Roy looked around. “Here?”
    “Everywhere.”
    “Wow. How come I don’t feel it?”
    “Dean. Really, you don’t live the Christian life.”
    “I don’t?”
    She chuckled. “I mean you haven’t let Jesus into your heart.”
    “How does he get there? I mean, I want to feel this Holy Spirit and be happy like you.”
    “But you don’t believe in God.”
    Roy gasped. “I do too.”
    “You do? Since when?”
    Ropy fluttered his lips. “More so recently, I’ll tell you. I went to the church in Bowman.”
    “And were moved?”
    “Yes. Yes, is that the term?”
    “Yes! Yes!” Andrea shouted. “Sweet Jesus, Dean, you are a believer.”
    “I have even written a song.”
    “No,” Andrea exhaled her word. “Dean this is wonderful. Do you think you’ll start going to church.”
    “If it’ll make me sing like that.”
    “Sweet Jesus you’re a Christian now.” Andrea laid her hand on her chest and gasped. “Praise.”
    “Praise.”
    “Amen.”
    “Amen,” Roy repeated.
    “Pray with me now?” Andrea asked. “Like sealing the deal.”
    “Yes. That would be very good. Maybe then I can feel this Holy Spirit.”
    Andrea reached for his hands. Just as she did, Melissa knocked on the door.
    “Dr. Winters?” Melissa called out.
    “Yes, dear?” Andrea turned around.
    “I think we have a problem with Dan from Security.”
    “What’s going on?”
    Melissa breathed out, folded her arms and looked as if in debate.
    “Well?” Andrea asked impatiently. “I’m not Ronald Reagan. What’s going on?”
    Melissa said with a point backwards with her thumb. “I think we need to call Frank.”
    *****
    The Memoirs of Ronald Reagan. Hardback edition, autographed with a note from Nancy. That book, Jason expected. The other one he didn’t. It was with a note from Reagan’s family, saying that perhaps Jason wanted to see the book. The book released years after his death, was a diary that Ronald kept and had locked away until his death. He locked it away decades beforehand, before his disease took hold.
    The book was titled, ‘Reagan Diaries. The Man, the Myth, the Next Nostradamus.’
    Jason tossed the book on the table. “What did you do? Better yet, how much did you change? Hopefully not much.”
    “I don’t understand.” Dean hunched.
    “Dean. Reagan wrote this book in 1986, had it locked away in 1988. Sealed. It talks about how two visitors from the future told him of events, and other visions he had. Good thing for us, you didn’t