“Maybe she left it somewhere along Hellroaring Creek,
just like the journal,” Dan finally ventured a guess, breaking the silence.
“No,” Jana said immediately. “She wouldn’t leave it
somewhere that obvious.” The plastic bag rustled as Jana dug through the nuts
and seeds to find some morsels of dried fruit. She stopped abruptly, and looked
at him. “Do you realize this is more impossible than trying to find a needle in
a haystack?”
“What’s impossible?” He gestured at the bag in her
hand. “Finding the raisins or the time travel device?” He grinned at the
annoyed look she shot him. He inhaled deeply, staring straight at her, and
sobered.
“You’re my only chance, Jana. You knew her the best,
and if anyone can figure out what she might have done with that device, it’s
you. I have complete confidence that you’ll figure it out.” Their eyes met and
held, and Dan wished for the thousandth time that he could have asked her back
to Montana under different circumstances.
I like these little teasers of yours Peggy. It gives us just enough to want to shake you a bit because you won't give us more.
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