second-story front window, which was now empty. And then a figure drifted by, that of the present teenage Philip Walker.
Michele was just about to race into the lobby and up the stairs to show him the sheet music, when she saw another person beside him: Kaya Morgan, looking up from a textbook and laughing at something he’d just said. So their relationship had progressed to study dates. That was fast.
Michele backed away from the Osborne, heading toward home. Though it stung to see Philip with Kaya, she didn’t feel defeated—she couldn’t, not with the pages in her arms, and the incredible discovery that Philip had returned not only to her, but to the very same apartment where he had lived decades in the past.
T he Gift of Sight is the ability for ordinary human beings, those with no powers, to see and interact with spirits and time travelers. Sometimes known as mediums, many of the people who possess the Gift believe they are seeing ghosts. In actuality, the apparitions they see are not ghosts, but time travelers who have not yet reached Visibility or their full physical form in the alternate time .
We have found that the Gift of Sight runs in families. As of this entry in 1880, our experiments show that five percent of families in the United States carry the Gift. This means we Timekeepers must always be on alert. Our actions in the past and future can be seen .
—THE HANDBOOK OF THE TIME SOCIETY
4
DAY THREE
Michele arrived at Berkshire High on Friday morning to find Caissie waiting for her by the columns at the front entrance. As soon as Michele caught up with her, they both said, “I have something to tell you.”
“You go first.” Michele noticed her friend’s awkward expression. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. It’s just—well, you know how I made the unfortunate decision to add Kaya Morgan as a friend on Facebook?” Caissie rolled her eyes sheepishly. “Well, I wanted you to hear it from me, and not through the school grapevine. One of Kaya’s groupies wrote on her wall that she and Philip Walker are goingto be the hottest couple at the dance. He’s taking her to the Autumn Ball.”
Michele shut her eyes, flashing back to the previous night when she had watched Philip in 1934 playing their song. He wouldn’t go out with another girl, not now that he’s found me again. He wouldn’t .
“I know, it sucks,” Caissie continued. “But … I think it’s proof that he really isn’t your Philip. Because from everything you’ve told me, the Philip you knew only ever wanted to be with you . He would never come into the future only to waste time dating another girl. It makes no sense.”
“I get what you’re saying,” Michele said quietly. “But—something happened. I went to the Osborne after school yesterday.” She gave Caissie an embarrassed smile. “I know, you’re probably thinking I’ve turned into a stalker. But I just needed to talk to him. I was wearing the key, and it sent me back in time to 1934. And he was there, Caissie. I saw him in the window. He was playing piano, playing our song. The two Philips not only look the same, but they share the same ring, and now he’s living in the same apartment that my Philip spent his later life in. How can they not be the same person?”
Caissie stared at her in amazement.
“He gave me something to give Philip—a song that he thinks could be a clue to help him remember,” Michele confided. “I have to find the right time to give it to him.”
“This is just … crazy,” Caissie declared. “So your Philip really thinks the new Philip is him ?”
“Well, he was shocked by what I told him, so he obviously had no memory of traveling to the future when he was younger.
But he did think it had to be him—or some version of himself. I mean, how else do you explain the resemblance and the ring and all of it?”
Caissie shook her head. “For the first time in my life, I have no answer.”
The bell rang and the two girls
Michele was just about to race into the lobby and up the stairs to show him the sheet music, when she saw another person beside him: Kaya Morgan, looking up from a textbook and laughing at something he’d just said. So their relationship had progressed to study dates. That was fast.
Michele backed away from the Osborne, heading toward home. Though it stung to see Philip with Kaya, she didn’t feel defeated—she couldn’t, not with the pages in her arms, and the incredible discovery that Philip had returned not only to her, but to the very same apartment where he had lived decades in the past.
T he Gift of Sight is the ability for ordinary human beings, those with no powers, to see and interact with spirits and time travelers. Sometimes known as mediums, many of the people who possess the Gift believe they are seeing ghosts. In actuality, the apparitions they see are not ghosts, but time travelers who have not yet reached Visibility or their full physical form in the alternate time .
We have found that the Gift of Sight runs in families. As of this entry in 1880, our experiments show that five percent of families in the United States carry the Gift. This means we Timekeepers must always be on alert. Our actions in the past and future can be seen .
—THE HANDBOOK OF THE TIME SOCIETY
4
DAY THREE
Michele arrived at Berkshire High on Friday morning to find Caissie waiting for her by the columns at the front entrance. As soon as Michele caught up with her, they both said, “I have something to tell you.”
“You go first.” Michele noticed her friend’s awkward expression. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. It’s just—well, you know how I made the unfortunate decision to add Kaya Morgan as a friend on Facebook?” Caissie rolled her eyes sheepishly. “Well, I wanted you to hear it from me, and not through the school grapevine. One of Kaya’s groupies wrote on her wall that she and Philip Walker are goingto be the hottest couple at the dance. He’s taking her to the Autumn Ball.”
Michele shut her eyes, flashing back to the previous night when she had watched Philip in 1934 playing their song. He wouldn’t go out with another girl, not now that he’s found me again. He wouldn’t .
“I know, it sucks,” Caissie continued. “But … I think it’s proof that he really isn’t your Philip. Because from everything you’ve told me, the Philip you knew only ever wanted to be with you . He would never come into the future only to waste time dating another girl. It makes no sense.”
“I get what you’re saying,” Michele said quietly. “But—something happened. I went to the Osborne after school yesterday.” She gave Caissie an embarrassed smile. “I know, you’re probably thinking I’ve turned into a stalker. But I just needed to talk to him. I was wearing the key, and it sent me back in time to 1934. And he was there, Caissie. I saw him in the window. He was playing piano, playing our song. The two Philips not only look the same, but they share the same ring, and now he’s living in the same apartment that my Philip spent his later life in. How can they not be the same person?”
Caissie stared at her in amazement.
“He gave me something to give Philip—a song that he thinks could be a clue to help him remember,” Michele confided. “I have to find the right time to give it to him.”
“This is just … crazy,” Caissie declared. “So your Philip really thinks the new Philip is him ?”
“Well, he was shocked by what I told him, so he obviously had no memory of traveling to the future when he was younger.
But he did think it had to be him—or some version of himself. I mean, how else do you explain the resemblance and the ring and all of it?”
Caissie shook her head. “For the first time in my life, I have no answer.”
The bell rang and the two girls
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