Sorry for the interminable delay. It couldn't be helped.
Review: Quinn, Colin, Remmy and Maggie land on a world where they discover
time travel is possible. Quinn finds a Professor Arturo double and finds
out his own double is the one who discovered time travel instead of
sliding. He also finds out his double went back in time to save his
father and now can't come back. Remmy and Maggie have words and she
leaves the hotel. Finding the bottle shop of time, she runs into trouble
with the proprietor because she doesn't know all the rules about time
travel yet, and that's where we pick up the story. I hope this reminder
helps. If not, you can go back and reread the story at the following
posts.
(P-1)2840 (2)2841 (3)2843 (4)2845 (5)2847 (6)2853 (7)2856 (8)2859 (9)2871
(10)2874
Now on with the story:
---------------------------------------
Chapter Eleven
Quinn came back to reality with a sputter as water assaulted his face.
He took a deep breath and coughed, coming up off the sofa in a daze.
Ah, youre back among the living, said the professor.
Quinn, are you all right? asked Colin.
Quinn blinked his eyes several times, wiping water droplets from his
face and shirtfront. What happened?
I think some of the aspects of time travel were a bit much for
you to absorb, though I am not too sure why, said the professor.
It would seem to me that sliding would have dismissed all shock
from your system. Nothing of time travel should be astounding. Youve
been traveling in parallel dimensions. Time travel is just another dimension
of space.
Quinns previous thoughts right before the lights went out came
slamming back into his consciousness. He was going to have to choose
the person most important in his life -- his father or his brother.
How could he do that?
I guess the shock of discovering that one could time travel,
coupled with finding the double of a man I truly admire, well . . .
I guess it was just a little too much for me, he lied. He wasnt
up to telling them what was really on his mind just yet -- especially
Colin. He was going to have to give this a lot of consideration. But
he wasnt sure even years of consideration would put him any closer
to a decision.
A look of honest humility passed over the professors face. Quinn
thought for a fleeting moment about his own professor -- anothers
life he would be choosing to save or
deny when he made up his mind. He shook his head vigorously, trying
to eliminate all thoughts entirely.
Professor, I think you had better just give me all the pertinent
information on time travel. What can one do or not do? How does it affect
ones life? That sort of
stuff.
Professor Arturo raised an eyebrow. My boy, I must say, I think
you are talking with your heart now, and not your scientific mind. You
dont seem a bit concerned with
the science of time travel . . . only the consequences.
Professor, Ive lived through the consequences of sliding.
If I had been a little bit more concerned about them, instead of going
with my heart and the adventure it could bring, I would have saved a
lot of heartache and lives.
His eyes fell on his brother as he spoke. Colin masked his thoughts
quickly, but Quinn knew what he was thinking.
But then, if I hadnt gone with my heart, I wouldnt
have found my brother, he added quickly. He almost laughed at
the irony. He couldnt get away from the choice.
Ahhhhh. My young Mr. Mallory. I guess you and your doubles are
all alike. It is a heart-wrenching decision to have to make. When it
was discovered that one could go
back in time, but not return, it set everyone to thinking about whether
or not they would be better off. You are no different from everyone
else on this earth.
A bit of silence crept into the room after the professors last
words. They were all thinking about the consequences now. The professors
sympathy for his protégés double
swelled, but he held his tongue. There was no way he was going to try
to influence the lad one way or the other.
Quinn agonized over his choices, his stomach churning, his mind reeling.
He wanted to scream from the pain of it all, but the scream stuck in
his throat, refusing to spew forth and bring him even a hint of relief.
He almost wished he hadnt awakened from his sudden blackout of
a moment ago. He knew it was the cowards way out, but, at the
moment, he certainly didnt feel like any kind of hero. Living
the life of a coward, and not having to choose, would suit him just
fine right now.
Colins agony was no less than that of his brother. He knew what
Quinn was thinking. Having to choose between his brother and father
was an awful thing to put a man through. Colin wished, for Quinns
sake, that he could undo everything for him. If only he had refused
to go with Quinn that fateful day. He could have lived out his life
in
simplicity -- hopefully with Susannah. Then Quinns choice today
would be simple. <<Could I, myself, go back in time and spare
my brother this dilemma? Maybe that is the
thing to do.>> Then another question sprang to his mind. He finally
broke the silence among them.
Professor, why is it that you, yourself, have not gone back in
time? When you stopped receiving the letters from your Quinn, I am a
bit surprised you did not go back
yourself to see what happened to him.
The question pulled Quinn out of the painful pool of thoughts he was
drowning in and looked at his brother. It was a good question; one he
hadnt thought to ask, but
should have. Why didnt this man of science try to check out the
mystery in the beginning?
Professor Arturo stood, clasping his hands behind his back and started
to pace around the room. His mind started down a new path. No longer
was he thinking about the heartache of this young man, but of his own.
He supposed he would have to tell them the truth.
***
Remmy paced around the room in a boil. When he stopped at the table
where the lamp stood innocently, his fingers itched to slap it across
the room while his mind pretended it was Maggie. <<How dare she
say something like that?>> He stared once more at the lamp. Before
common sense could take hold, his hand reached out and did what his
heart and mind demanded. The lamp went sailing threw the air, crashed
against the adjacent wall, and landed in a heap of china shards on the
floor. The shade popped off
and flew in another direction, landing with a flop, bent and crumpled.
The whole episode did nothing to ease the rage seething in Remmys
body and mind.
His eyes watered, and he let out a blood-curdling scream in an effort
to alleviate the pain and anger. When that eased things no more than
the lamp episode, he stomped to the door, opened it with a jerk, and
stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Blindly, he took the stairs,
strode through the lobby amid stares and whispers, and exited
the building. His only thought was to find Maggie and strangle the life
out of her.
---------------------------------
I'll bring you another tomorrow.
SS