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Roland and Mona are back. They arrived about an hour ago.

I told them about the visit for Bethsaida and about seeing future Bally at the supermarket. Mona became worried, while Roland was quiet.

Finally, he said, "Listen, there's nothing we can do now until our Bally gets back. Then we'll have a group meeting."

That's slightly complicated, however: we've never had a situation where there have been two of us at the same point in time, so we assume that that never happens. If future Bally is still here, current Bally won't be returning yet.

"So we wait," Roland said.

Great. I hate waiting.