The blinding flash of white light startled me. I stood frozen, waiting for my senses to return. I didn’t know what had happened, and yet - I did. I knew I wasn’t in Greece anymore. I knew it was 1963, after that Jesus guy. I knew I was in Illinois, in a country I had never heard of, a place that had only been wilderness until 100 years ago, and I was speaking some language I had never heard before - English. Everything had changed in the blink of an eye. But I wasn’t lost or confused. I knew what needed doing, and right now I needed to be delivering a plate of food. “You alright, Helen?” “Yes, I’m fine. Just felt queasy for a moment.” Zeus had somehow changed reality and I wasn’t a stranger. “Well get that BLT to Doc Jones, then,” Jack winked and grinned. “Of course, Jack.” I felt as if I was under water in my head, but my body knew what to do, as if it had done it a million times before. I finished my shift at the diner in a mental fog. The past and present collided in my head and I s...