Day 25: Reese’s Journal Entry 2: Searching for Helen
Remember I said carfare was 5¢? That is so 1890s, isn’t it? So today I took the interurban car to the next nearest town in Region 1920. The interurban car was this green contraption with a lot of art nouveau ironwork, green leather on the seats. It’s different than riding in an auto or even a regular railroad: the interurban sort of leaps from motionless to 10 mph. The tracks aren’t that level, so the car sways a lot. The town, New Harmony, is small, and we were in the country in no time. There was an anticipation in me as we went. Like buying a lottery ticket knowing you just might win. I had my ticket and you just might be in the next town, waiting for me there.
After that, I went to all the other resurrectoriums within the region, and they showed me their records. No you.