Rewind: A Time Line Novella (The Rewind Agency) by Jill Cooper

Author:Jill Cooper [Cooper, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

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I grab a donut from the old Dunkin not far from the YMCA and a hot coffee. Inside some old timers sit around what must be there usual table.

“All these sinkholes opening up, I just don’t know. Maybe it’s the end of times.”

“You always say that, Marv.”

“It never happened when we were kids, is all I’m saying. Maybe it’s that damn global warming. Last night I swore I saw a hole in the sky. Like a giant crater.”

“Stars.” One corrects. “All I saw was stars.”

I blow my coffee to cool it off before taking a sip. I guess I am staring from how they look at me.

“What do you think, John?”

I shrug. What can I say that won’t sound stupid? “I think someone needs to up your meds.” I joke. I laugh, but my mouth is dry like sand paper. What they’re saying makes no sense, but some part of it, crazy as it sounds, rings true for me.

“I gotta head out. Catch you, old timers later.” A brief mutter under my breath, and I head out the door. The YMCA is open by now and I have a date with a locker.

The reception desk darling is pretty with curly hair, but pays me no attention as approach the counter. I fumble my wallet as if looking for my pass. “Left something in the locker room, but left my card at home. I’m going to be late for work, so if you don’t mind--.”

She waves me on but never looks up. I offer her a thanks but she pays me no mind. I hurry past into the locker room and my work boots squeak against the alternating colored tiles.

The smell of chlorine hits me and the tile is streaked wet with fresh pool water from what must be an early morning swimmer. It’s not hard to find the locker I’m looking for and a moment later, I slide the key in and turn.

My heart thumps when it opens. Almost like I think it wouldn’t.

Inside is a huge manila file. I sit down on the bench and balance the file on my knee. More than anything I need this information and I want to understand it right away. My heart has desired it for so long, but I’m terrified.

I take a deep breath and I open the file.

Pictures.

The top dozen or so papers are photographs of my wife. They are black and white and taken of Miranda while she entered worked, left. Went shopping. Like someone hiding in the bushes, stalking her.

It makes my limbs tremble with a quiet rage I haven’t felt in a long time. The papers tumble from the folder as I quake with nerves.

I always knew her death wasn’t random, even if no one would listen. But to have evidence in my hand that she was stalked, it enrages me. My chest clenches so strong, I’m sure to have a heart attack. The anger burns behind my eyes and everything goes red.

I bend over and clench the papers in my big burly fists, I take a deep breath.

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