Well, a little. But yes, she did. I think I was a bit ahead, but I had less to remember. She's much older than I am.
Of course, in this life I was nearly old enough to be her mother. Funny how that works out.
And if you're wondering if I minded that she'd changed, I didn't. It's never mattered what face he's wearing. He's had several. He's still my husband. Or wife, I suppose. And as it happens, I rather fancied her before I knew who we'd been.