good guy, and smarter than you
let on in school. I saw you on the basketball team enough to know that
you’re determined and a good team player. Plus, you’re right, it doesn’t
hurt having someone who’s a bit athletic on our side.”
“Fair enough,” said Billy. As if to demonstrate her
point, he grabbed his shovel back from Rose, and started digging again.
By nine o’ clock, they hit a small tin box, and by nine
fifteen they had dug it out.
Billy sighed with relief and said, “About time, too. I
thought I was going to get a blister.”
“I kept telling you I’d take the shovel!” Rose
replied, shaking her head.
Billy shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. Now we open it,
right?”
“Right,” Tim agreed. He grabbed the box and handed it
to Julie. “It was in your yard, so you get to open it.”
Julie glared, but opened the box anyway. All that was
in the box was a postcard and a small piece of concrete. Looking puzzled
by the piece of concrete, Julie took out the postcard first. On it was a
picture of a city. Tim wouldn’t have known what city he was looking at if
there hadn’t been text overlaid on the bottom of the picture that said,
“Washington DC, April 21 1986, Henry Cabot Lodge Jr Memorial Unveiling.”
Everyone looked at the postcard’s front for a moment before
Julie turned it over. On the back were just a few scribbled lines.
The four teens huddled together to read it.
I have had a long day, and have much work yet to do, so I
must keep this brief. I had to buy this postcard as a collectible in
1987, because I will not be able to change events in 1986 more than once.
Now, I have written, and will bury it, and by the time you meet me, I will have
traveled back to 1986 to meet you at the spot where the chunk of concrete,
which I also collected in 1987, used to be. When you read this letter,
jump back and we will meet.
At about the same time Tim finished reading, Billy looked up
from the postcard and groaned. “I guess I knew we’d have to time jump
again to meet him, but…”
“But I wish we could at least take a nap first,” said
Julie. For the second time in a week, the four teens had skipped
nighttime during a time jump, and Tim’s body was starting to feel it.
Rose stifled a yawn. “Listen, guys, I don’t care how
tired I am, I won’t be able to sleep before I talk to Hopkins. Aren’t you
guys curious what the Emperors of Time are up to?”
“They’re trying to take over the world,” Billy said.
Now that Rose had gotten the yawns going around the group, they didn’t seem to
want to stop, as Billy yawned, too. “Only a history geek would care
exactly how they’re doing it.” Rose opened her mouth, but Billy
cut her off. “But it doesn’t matter, because we need to go back
now. That’s what he told us to do. He knows what he’s doing more
than we do.”
Tim had nothing to say to this, as he felt pretty much the
same thing. Julie just looked around the group before saying, “Right,
so… We’ve decided, then?”
Billy sighed heavily and shook his head. “I still hate
popping up in a completely different place and time. But let’s get it
over with.”
He stuck his hands out first, as Julie reached into her
pocket for one of the Domini. Soon, the four teens had once again joined
hands. Tim saw Billy cringe a bit before he closed his eyes. On the
other hand, even Tim had to admit it was a bit jarring. Without even the
blink of an eye, the Dominus took them from the bright but quiet scene in
Julie’s backyard to a darker but much louder one.
Chapter 4
Henry
Cabot Lodge Jr.
The place where the four teens now stood was much livelier
than Julie’s backyard. They had not materialized into the middle of the
crowd, but an endless multitude of people started about 10 feet from the space
they suddenly occupied. Their abrupt appearance certainly would have
shocked the thousands of people milling