Time to Control by Marie Pinkerton

Author:Marie Pinkerton [Marie Pinkerton]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Historical, Medieval, Time Travel, Historical Romance
Amazon: B00DXNLFXC
Goodreads: 19399990
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2013-07-13T00:00:00+00:00

Once we returned to the present, Eddie had fun on Saturday exploring where I used to live. My family was originally from Vermont, not too far from his childhood home, in fact. My dad moved us down to Atlanta for his job when I was in junior high, and lived there ever since.

A lot of growth had occurred in Atlanta since then, I had told him as we were driving around. He thought I was just making excuses for getting lost.

“I'm so embarrassed,” I told him when I finally pulled into the high school parking lot.

“You seriously didn't remember how to get to school?” He chuckled.

“Yes!” I said defensively. “There didn't used to be a Wal-Mart there, I swear. I was used to a farm being my landmark to turn, not a shopping center.”

“Sure,” he teased, but backed off when he saw me starting to get upset. “So, where was the place to go and park?”

I blushed. “I was a geek before it was cool to be a geek. I don't know, okay? I was learning how to program while everyone else went to parties.”

“I was a band dork,” Eddie admitted, trying to make me feel better.

He saw a glint appear in my eyes. “What did you play?”

“Tenor sax. Since I sang as a tenor, I thought I was supposed to play a tenor as well.” I laughed, making him feel better. “I didn't do the parties either. It always seemed so pointless to me.”

“Yeah. I wonder what happened to the popular crowd?” I mused.

“Got a reunion coming up?” Eddie offered. “I put off going to mine each year. At first, I wanted to wait until I was successful, then I wanted to wait until I was married, and I just never went.”

“I went to my five year. It was pretty boring. It would be fun to go now and show you off though,” I smiled impishly. “Come on, take me back home. I want to show you the tree house.”

His interest piqued, he started the borrowed vehicle back up, and headed back to my parents' house.

When we got back, I took Eddie into the backyard and stood below a tree house in an old willow tree.

"Come on, let's go in," I encouraged, starting to climb the ladder rungs nailed into the trunk. Eddie grabbed me by the waist and swung me back down.

"Hold your horses. It doesn't look safe." He looked up at the rickety structure. The tree house was nestled in the branches of the willow tree, with a Y split holding up the floor. A floor which looked like it would buckle immediately under his weight. The entire structure looked like it would blow down in a strong wind.

"It's fine, it's always looked like that."

"That doesn't mean it's safe," he told me humorlessly.

"Eddie," I looked at him, my eyes pleading. "It's fine. It's private," I added, rising up on my tiptoes to kiss his nose.

"It's going to fall apart. It can't support us both. Look, the wood is rotting.

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