"Oh, wow...." Lizzy had thought somehow that all the saints had -- well, not always been here, but that they'd been in New York a lot longer than she had. But Lucy had just arrived too, hadn't she? And two or three others as well...."Maybe something is drawing all of us here." It would have to be something big....like a war?
"Not just lox." She patted her bag with pride. "I got Gravlax with real honey mustard, too, and fresh dill. I don't really cook, but I know how to shop!"