Six minutes to six, said the great round clock over the information booth Grand Central Station. The tall young Army lieutenant who had just come from the direction of the tracks lifted his sunburned face, and his eyes narrowed to note the exact time. His heart was pounding with a beat that shocked him because he could not control it. In six minutes, he would see the woman who had filled such a special place in his life for the past 13
months, the woman had never seen, yet whose written words had been with him and sustained him unfailingly.