Time Traveler - Books 1, 2, 3 & 4: Books for Girls aged 9-12 by Katrina Kahler

Author:Katrina Kahler [Kahler, Katrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

“Holly, what are you going on about…oh no!!”

“Exactly! What have we done, Oliver? What did we change?”

“What’s wrong?” Zac looked around him. “I don’t get it.”

“The kitchen walls have changed color since we were here last.” Oliver scratched his head as he spun around in a slow circle. “Huh, that’s really weird.”

“Is it bad weird or good weird?” I reached out to gingerly feel the wall, not sure why I was scared to touch it. But seeing the blue paint made my gut twinge with worry that we were messing with things we shouldn’t be.

“I’m not sure, but it’s just paint, right?” Oliver said, although even he couldn’t hide his concern.

“Yeah, I guess so.” I sighed, my stomach clenching in a tight knot as I tried to convince myself that it was just a color and wasn’t important.

The four of us stood in silence in the kitchen for a long few minutes before my head whipped around at the sound of a car. Mom was home. I heard the car door slam. Zac and Oliver grabbed a seat and sat at the kitchen bench. Kate and I started laughing for no reason at all except to make it look like we’d been sitting there the whole time. It didn’t take long for Mom to appear at the door.

“So kids, how was the movie?” she asked brightly.

“Pretty good,” I announced, “but Batman is still better.”

“Of course,” Mom grinned. Zac and Oliver rolled their eyes. “I take it the boys don’t agree?”

“Nope, not even close.” Zac checked his phone and stood. “I have to get going. Thanks for having me over, Holly. I’ll see you at school?”

“Yeah, definitely!” I smiled happily at his words. Then, realizing everyone had turned to stare at my enthusiastic response, my cheeks began to burn.

Zac said goodbye before hurrying to the front door. I wanted him to stay so we could talk more about what he’d seen plus I was enjoying having him around. But Kate was the next to realize how late in the afternoon it was and decided that she needed to get going too.

After they’d both left, Mom turned to us with a smile, “So, today was fun?”

“Yeah, the movie was good. And we swung by the antique store afterward,” Oliver said, then immediately cringed. I nudged his foot with my own, unable to believe that he’d mentioned our visit to the antique store. He widened his eyes at me.

“Oh yeah?” Mom looked at him with interest. “Find anything cool?”

“Oh, just some beat up old machine that Oliver’s going to waste his time tinkering with,” I replied quickly. Then, deciding I had to ask or I would die of curiosity, I added, “Hey Mom…”

“Hmm?”

“When did you paint the kitchen blue?”

It was Oliver’s turn to stomp on my foot, and I winced as I waited for Mom to answer.

“I painted it blue years ago; you know that.”

“Oh that’s right,” I lied. “But I thought you always preferred yellow?”

She set the stack of mail that she’d been flipping through down on the benchtop.

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