"We called them diamonds, hearts, clubs and spades," she said, "I'm going to guess that you use different names."

That was the nature of parallel universes, after all. Outwardly the same, but different when it got down to the details.

"They were," she said, after a moment of hesitation. Nazca wasn't from her world. She wasn't from a world close to her world. It couldn't hurt. "But things are getting better."