Time Watcher by Kate Serzenta

Author:Kate Serzenta [Serzenta, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

Part 4

The Boy From Another Time

Chapter 25

Savannah

January 2009

The ghost was a boy.

Emily’s second—slightly inappropriate for the situation—thought was: He’s kind of cute.

Then she got a better grip, both on her mind and the hammer, and stood, pointing the tool at him in defense. “Don’t come closer.”

He stopped a few feet away, by the hospital sign. He was about her age, perhaps a few years older, but something about him felt off. His clothes—a loose jacket, a vest, high-waisted pants—were vintage-looking, liked he fished them out of some grandpa’s closet. All he needed to complete the look was a beret. His black hair was slicked back, with a slight curl in the front.

He was the ‘ghost’ she’d seen before. Only this time, he didn’t disappear.

She tightened her hold on the hammer. “What do you want?”

“Miss Willburne, may I ask you not to damage that watch?”

He knows my name. “Oh, my god. You’re a stalker. I knew you were a stalker!” She moved in front of the watch. “You were spying on me.”

A faint blush appeared on his cheeks. “I allow I have been in the vicinity a few times. I attempted to make contact but was not certain how to do it.”

“You talk weird.” She shook her head. Focus. “Then why do it now?”

“You were about to destroy the watch. I could not let you do that.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Why?”

He reached under his jacket, ignored her warning of “Uh-uh!”, and pulled out… another pocket watch?

Well, those were known to be kept in pockets.

He approached her slowly, holding the watch on his outstretched palm. It was like hers, with a solid hunter case, but where Emily’s had a floral engraving on the lid, his had a meander-like border. He clicked it open. No glass covering the dial, two small sub-dials with hands so fine she’d be afraid to touch them. The design wasn’t the same, but close enough to her watch.

Emily’s throat went dry.

“I’m like you, Miss Willburne. I’m a time traveler.”

She slowly lowered the hammer. The whaling of sirens and rush of traffic faded into the distance. “How?”

His eyes softened as he gave her a half-smile. “Like you have your watch, I have mine.”

“But how did you find me? How did you know I was one of them?”

“You put pictures of the watch in the library in the box.”

“The library in what now?”

“Where you can find things by typing them in.”

She frowned. She’d put pictures in the ad when she tried to look for an owner, but she’d only placed the ad—

“The internet? You mean the internet?”

“If that is the word, I certainly do.”

His strange way of talking reminded her of old movies, though the accent wasn’t the same. Time traveler.

An ambulance stopping near them reminded Emily of where they were. “You’ve got some explaining to do,” she said, “but not here.”

“I agree. What do you propose?”

She hated to be the dumb person in the horror movie, but they would need privacy. And the easiest way to get that… “I’m afraid to ask, but do you know where I live?”

“I am aware of your residence, yes.

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