That swoony fellow in Menswear...

So...his name is Peter, he works in The Store for Men at Marshall Field's. Here's what I've been able to ferret out so far. He's new at the company, and he came from New York and worked at Macy's or Gimbel's or one of those places. And I see him too often talking to that slinky redhead from Fine Jewelry. I may sneak over to Menswear on my lunch break and see what he's up to.

The thing is, he looks exactly like somebody I used to know. Trouble is, that somebody is supposed to be dead--struck down on a battlefield in France, not selling neckties and cufflinks at Marshall Field's. So it can't be the same person. Can it?

Read the story and find out.

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