The Time Travelers, Book 2: Humanity's Mirror
moment. Squabbling about the past was a way to quiet these thoughts that made her fearful and less able to act. But the reality was, you either knew or you didn’t, there was no going back.
He wasn’t paying attention to her. Later she would make him understand why it was important that she had actually learned something in class. She had always known it would be useful. Mr. Humphries had unknowingly taught her survival skills in the comfort of the classroom at Mount Olympus Middle School with all his talk of the Iron Curtain and the Ice Curtain and the Gulag that she initially thought was a type of stew and not a series of labor camps in what used to be the Soviet Union.
Some things that seemed completely useless at the time could now make the difference between getting back to Ithaca or not.
She hoped they were strong enough to make the long trek ahead of them.
“Did our equipment make it through undamaged?”
He perked up. JD loved technology and machines. In fact, his bedroom in Ithaca held very few things that didn’t require electricity. Once, when the lights had gone out during a heavy thunderstorm, there was absolutely nothing in his room he could play with because there was no power. Well, nothing but a Rubik’s Cube. For her part, all Gwen needed was a candle, and she was happy reading from her large collection of books.
“It all seems okay, but I can’t test it here.”
“Why not?
