Revealed by Haddix Margaret Peterson

Author:Haddix, Margaret Peterson [Haddix, Margaret Peterson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Young Adult, Historical, Fantasy, Adventure, Mystery
ISBN: 9781442422865
Goodreads: 21943053
Publisher: Simon Schuster Books for Young Readers
Published: 2014-09-02T07:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-NINE

Jonah resisted the urge to run over to Angela and give her a big hug. He resisted screaming out, Angela! I thought I’d never see you again! It’s been months!

She doesn’t know who you are, Jonah reminded himself. As far as she knows, she’s never met you before in her life.

And this Angela, the Angela of thirteen years ago, truly hadn’t ever met Jonah. Their first meeting was still supposed to be fifteen minutes away, and Jonah wouldn’t remember it.

But Angela would. Angela would stubbornly remember every single detail—even the ones she was supposed to forget. And that would ruin her life.

“Sorry,” Jonah muttered.

What if Jonah’s current plan made Angela’s life even worse? What if it backfired?

Angela looked up from her computer just then, and Jonah almost gasped. Angela looked so young. She’d at least graduated from high school before taking the job with SkyTrails, hadn’t she? In a weird way, she almost looked younger on her first day on the job at SkyTrails than she had the last time Jonah had seen her as an un-aged-to-being-thirteen-again kid with JB and Jonah in the time cave.

It’s because she looks so naïve and trusting, Jonah told himself. She doesn’t look suspicious at all.

Jonah had never seen Angela not looking either suspicious or worried. Or both. That was what witnessing the time crash had done to her.

But here she was, pre–time crash: her dark skin glowing, her smile so eager to please, her navy blue uniform a little too crisply ironed. She wasn’t yet a woman who’d defy the FBI; she was just a girl who thought working at the airport would be a good way to become a pilot.

Maybe, as JB had said once, she really was supposed to marry a plumber and have five kids.

Jonah squeezed baby Katherine a little too tightly, and she whined in response.

“I don’t have any other choice, do I, Kath?” Jonah asked her.

Katherine waved her hand in a clumsy motion that sideswiped Jonah’s ear.

Okay, don’t expect help from a four-month-old, Jonah told himself.

He wished Katherine really could help him. He wished someone else could make this decision. He wished he had more time to think. But while he’d been standing there watching Angela, the timer on the Elucidator had clicked down to fourteen minutes left.

He sighed.

“We need to find some paper really fast,” he told Katherine.

The baby waved her arms vaguely. Jonah knew she really wasn’t capable of helping, but her gesture did make him notice the row of trash cans in front of gate 5.

“You’re right. That’s probably our best option right now,” he muttered to baby Katherine.

At least thirteen years ago was recent enough that some of the trash cans were paper-only recycling, so Jonah didn’t have to paw through ketchup-covered food wrappers. He found a mostly empty sheet of paper where someone had printed out an e-mail that just said, Okay, that’s fine. He ripped off the top part of the page, and asked an older woman wearing a Christmas sweater if he could borrow a pen.

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