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Brandon stepped to the niche and examined it closely. “Maybe . . . it’s not the same one?” he suggested.
Sarah snapped: “Just how many of these things do you think are running around, B?”
“But how can it be in two places at once?” Brandon asked defensively.
“You say that clock’s in your aunt’s hallway. And the armor’s in the basement. They’re in two places at once.”
Stephen trembled. He took a seat on a straight-backed chair. “Two places, but not at once,” he whispered. “Remember your ‘dream,’ B?”
“I said show us 1965,” Brandon said. He blinked at Stephen. “So what’re you saying? This is 1965? That’s crazy.”
“No crazier than what we’ve already seen,” Stephen said, with a fearful nod at the niche.
(Excerpt from Here By Mistake: The Secret of the Niche)
Sarah snapped: “Just how many of these things do you think are running around, B?”
“But how can it be in two places at once?” Brandon asked defensively.
“You say that clock’s in your aunt’s hallway. And the armor’s in the basement. They’re in two places at once.”
Stephen trembled. He took a seat on a straight-backed chair. “Two places, but not at once,” he whispered. “Remember your ‘dream,’ B?”
“I said show us 1965,” Brandon said. He blinked at Stephen. “So what’re you saying? This is 1965? That’s crazy.”
“No crazier than what we’ve already seen,” Stephen said, with a fearful nod at the niche.
(Excerpt from Here By Mistake: The Secret of the Niche)
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