Afterglow

. . What were their friends thinking of? Chelsea Lattimer and David Winter couldn't have been more different. Chelsea was a writer. She lost herself in the past to make up for the inadequacies of the present. David was a doctor, a man of the here and now, with no time for the flights of fantasy that he was sure writers indulged in. Somehow, though, the two of them managed to see past their preconception: to find a common ground. David had to admit that fantasy had its uses. And as for Chelsea, she was finding the present very adequate indeed!