Flashback by Simon Rose

Author:Simon Rose [Rose, Simon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult
Publisher: Tyche Books
Published: 2015-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

As he stood outside the hotel entrance, Max thought to himself how David’s perfect life would soon all come crashing down. Or would it? Max couldn’t help but second-guess himself, wondering exactly how his own presence here in the past within David’s body and mind would affect the course of events. Surely with his knowledge of what was to come, Max could change things for the better? David could be saved, couldn’t he? Perhaps that was why Max had been allowed to come back in time?

“There you are,” Mrs. Dexter said, as she waved in the direction of the limousine parked a little farther down the street.

The car slowly drove to where Max and Mrs. Dexter were standing. Sean got out to open the rear door.

“Is Mr. Dexter not joining us?” he asked.

“No, Sean,” replied Mrs. Dexter, “he’s coming along later. David’s not feeling too well, so we thought we’d get an early night.”

“Sorry to hear that, David,” Sean smiled, as Mrs. Dexter climbed into the back seat. “I hope you’ll feel better in the morning.”

“Thanks,” said Max.

Once Max was in the car, Sean closed the door. The limousine pulled away from the sidewalk and slowly eased into the traffic.

“So is it a headache?” Mrs. Dexter asked.

“What?” said Max.

“Is it a headache?” she repeated. “You said you weren’t feeling well. I just wondered what it was.”

“Oh, yeah,” Max replied, with a weak smile. “A bit of a headache.”

He faked a frown, attempting to appear in as much pain as possible.

Mrs. Dexter seemed to get the message, smiling back at him and briefly squeezing his hand. The rest of the journey was undertaken in silence. As soon as they got home, Max told Mrs. Dexter that he simply wanted to get an early night. She looked a little concerned, but nevertheless satisfied that there was nothing seriously wrong.

Max went straight upstairs, instinctively knowing where David’s bedroom was located. When he flicked on the light, Max immediately noticed how tidy the room was in comparison to his own. Yet he saw so many things from David’s life that felt familiar—the posters of contemporary bands and sports personalities adorning the walls and the baseball glove on top of the bureau. Five shelves filled with books that Max instantly had recollections of reading. On another shelf by the window was a model ship. Max knew that David had built it when he was nine years old, while also acknowledging that he would never have had the patience to construct it himself. The desk was conspicuously lacking the disorganized pile of papers and folders Max was used to seeing in his room. On the edge of the desk, a reading lamp stood beside a framed picture of David with his grandparents.

There was no small TV and no video game cases lying around either. Max noticed the absence of a computer. He knew that home computers simply weren’t that common yet in this time period. Similarly, there was no evidence of a cell phone, an essential item for just about everyone in Max’s own time.

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