Killing Time - A Time Travel Adventure Novel by Jack Hunt

Author:Jack Hunt [Hunt, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Direct Response Publishing
Published: 2016-07-11T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The journey back home was filled with awkward silence and the occasional outburst by my mother.

“I can’t believe you would do such a thing.”

I remained silent. There was no point arguing with her. I had been down that road many times before and I always lost. And this. She would never understand this. I could barely wrap my head around it. I kept thinking about my phone. How the hell could he have erased the photos? Perhaps he snuck into our house in the night? The fact that I was even thinking this was time travel was absurd. I slowly felt as if my mind was unraveling as I tried to get a grasp on the harsh reality of the morning. I was going to end up in court, probably be required to pay a hefty fine, which of course I wouldn’t be able to pay because I’d lost my job. No doubt they would require community service or a short stint in jail. It wasn’t good either way.

“I want you to go over and apologize. Poor man moves into a new neighborhood and has his house broken into by his next-door neighbor. What has come over you lately? I barely recognize you.”

“Mother, I’m not fifteen.”

“No, you’re twenty-one. That’s what makes this so embarrassing. You should know better.”

She was right. By now I should have been out of the house, in my own place, holding down a steady job while I progressed through the university to what I really wanted to do. I shouldn’t have got caught up in this crap.

When we arrived I got out and looked over at Mr. Castle’s home.

“Well go on then,” she said gesturing with her hand.

I swallowed hard and ambled over there. It didn’t matter how old I was. I imagined when I was fifty my mother would still rake me over the coals if I got out of line. I gave a short knock on the door and took a few steps back. I shot my mother a sideways glance. She was leaning against the car with her arms folded. Not impressed. I had no clue what I was going to say to him. There was no answer. I knocked again and this time I rang the bell. I looked back at her and shrugged. In all honesty I was kind of relieved. The time showed a little after ten-thirty. Two and half hours and the next president would be giving her speech. I wondered if he’d left already. Perhaps he was already there setting up his rifle, getting ready to take the shot like Lee Harvey Oswald.

Even as we went inside my mother continued ranting about how she didn’t raise me to be a criminal and how my father would have turned over in his grave if he knew about today. If her words didn’t make it clear that she was pissed, slamming doors did. Another hour flew by, then it was twelve.

I retreated to my room and lay back on my bed wondering if Eric was right.

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