Martin and Cindy were lost, without most memories, with most prospects as he pulled an old horse cart at the edge of the small industrial city of Gloversville. It was 1906 or 1907, and they had no idea how they got there or what they were supposed to do. Simple enough: He got a job in a skin mill and she became a homemaker. Both were grueling jobs and they both knew somehow they could do better. Cindy had plans. Martin, as long as he could take care of her, didn't really care how back breaking the work was. He loved her beyond all reason, across Time. She could't stand to see what the mill and the toxins were doing to him. She came up with a plan that he liked. He seemed to know how a newspaper should be run, so she made up a resume with a made up history and he got the managing editor job, against the odds. He set out immediately to change the world. To the regret of them both, he did just that.