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what I look like.”
    “How’s Holly holding up?” he asked.
    “Not sure…I haven’t seen her since morning announcements.” I stopped to tie a red string to a tree branch. Adam pointed to the string and I responded before he could ask his question. “It’s for our scavenger hunt tomorrow morning. Mr. Wellborn asked me to mark a path for the kids to follow.”
    We walked in silence for a few minutes and a question only Adam could answer popped into my head, “Do you think I’m older?”
    “Older than who?” He grabbed a string from the wad I had in my hand and chose a plant to tie it to.
    “That’s poison ivy.” He drew his hand back quickly and I laughed. “Dude, I thought you were the smart one. Anyway, back to my question…I mean, older because of all the time jumps…like our experiment the other day in Central Park. I jumped back and I lived a few more minutes than you, right?”
    “Do you feel older?”
    I laughed. “What the hell kind of question is that? Yeah, I feel exactly ten days older.”
    “Aren’t you turning nineteen soon?” he asked.
    “Yeah, soon,” I said, but I didn’t feel like giving any more info than that. It’s not exactly easy sharing a birthday with a dead girl.
    “We’ve kept track of all your minutes in the past. I can add them up and tell you what it comes out to. Can’t be more than a couple weeks.” He took his time finding a new tree branch that wasn’t poison ivy before finally tying one of the strings.
    “Turn right up here,” I directed.
    “You know what I think is the coolest thing about your time travel?”
    “As opposed to other people’s time travel? Do you have more friends you experiment with? Maybe we should all meet and have a drink.”
    “I mean because the way it works for you is a huge contrast to most theories, both fictional and scientific.”
    So, even a genius like Adam was influenced by Hollywood. “Okay, tell me, what’s the coolest thing about my time travel?”
    “Well…the time when you burned your arm during a jump…after you fell on the stove top…then it ended up being fine—”
    “So, invincibility is the cool part?” I found the perfect tree to mark with another string and started to climb up the base to reach a higher and more visible branch.
    “See, that’s the thing…you’re not really invincible. You had a scar, remember? You felt some pain.”
    I glanced down at the now-fading pink streak across my forearm. “But not as much as I would if it had happened in my home base, like a normal person.” I jumped down from the tree and landed in front of Adam.
    “The way that pain is lessened while in a jump is similar to the fact that time moves slower in your home base while you’re gone. Of course, physically you’re here, but you know what I mean. Gone into the past for an hour, come back and only seven seconds has passed.”
    “Still, it’d be cooler to be completely invincible.”
    “But it’s weird, isn’t it? You’re not invincible and you don’t come back exactly when you left. Some time passes. But not anywhere near as much as when you’re gone.”
    I finally caught up to his train of thought and looking at it from an outside perspective, it was so Adam. “They’re both symmetrical. That’s why you like it. The lessening of pain in a time jump is equal to the slowing down of time in my home base.”
    “Exactly! You’re a lot smarter than you give yourself credit for,” he said. “Most people don’t latch on to my thought process. Ever.”
    “I’m latching on just fine. Basically, you’re thrilled because the God of Time Travel is OCD like you and wants everything in life to be symmetrical.”
    He laughed. “Well, not everything.”
    When we reached the edge of the nature path, Adam and I shifted our conversation to lighter topics since kids and counselors were everywhere. After my break was over, I left him in the computer lab and headed over to the Arts and Crafts building.
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