Alice tried one more thing.

She sat for two hours (but didn't put in for overtime pay) pressing the backbutton arrow key.

George Clooney flashed before her and she lifted her finger, hesitated and pressed the forward arrow key a couple of times. She looked around to make sure no one else was still there and sat watching George for a while.

Somehow, something she'd done--and she couldn't say what--found her back on the day before she'd deleted the W's to Zs.

There they all were. Her people. Herself. She smiled and pressed one more key.