(After "Tonight, on a Very Special TNI...".  Email from Laura.)

Pretty early the next morning, if you're back in the barn from your
researches, I'll come find you.  (If you're not back from researching, I
probably fall asleep in the bedroom and leave the stuff for you
instead).  I have something that looks kinda like a clockwork beanie-hat
and a sealed note in one hand, and an unsealed note in the other.

Looking sort of puzzled and exasperated at myself, I'll give you a
half-smile and hand you the sealed note and the beanie.

"I'm not sure *what* it is.  I *think* the note explains, but I
 apparently didn't see fit to let myself in on the secret."

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<sealed and addressed to Thielo>

Thielo, my dear - 

I will say first that I don't understand, but that that doesn't matter.
You have always been my guide to those things that I have forgotten, but
more importantly, you are - still, ever, always - my husband, whom I
love with all my heart.

It strikes me that this is a difficult secret to keep, and if we have,
in fact, had that conversation an inordinate number of times, I am very
sorry.  The device I am building will, I hope, cause a disruptive shock
to short-term memory, that may help you prevent it from happening again.
And, of course, I will cease to remember this evening's events.

	  Alexandra