Lexi and Ed paused to tighten drawstrings on their windbreakers. A brisk, grit-filled wind scoured their exposed skin. “You’ve got everything?” she asked.
“I do,” Ed nodded. Reaching into his pocket, he removed three small silver objects. He dropped two of them into the palm of her hand. Lexi thought that the high bluffs of Dover were an ideal location for today’s activities.
“This is it!” Chelsea squealed as her parents gathered around. From a small box that had been hidden in the rocks, Chelsea removed a strange oblong object. It was identical to the ones concealed in Lexi and Ed’s pockets. She read the paper it came wrapped in. “It says that if I, Chelsea, hold this and step over the edge of the cliff, I will be transported to another place.” Her eyes sparkled with wonder. When she turned her gaze to take in open expanse, wonder morphed into to uncertainty.
Her father, who stood behind her mother with hands gripped on her shoulders asked, “Are you entirely certain about this Chelsea?”
She bit her lip. Chelsea almost changed her mind. But the hard look on her mother’s face wiped that away. They’d had many arguments over Chelsea’s obsession to prove the existence of Time Travelers. In fact, she was sure that she was on the trail of one such person now. For years, she’d been getting personalized clues in every single geocache she’d located.
Chelsea approached the edge of the precipice. Without even a look back, she tightly gripped the thing in her hand and took a step forward.
The man, woman and dog watched Chelsea wink out of sight. Holding their breath they crept to the rim and peered down at the sharp rocks below. Not seeing a twisted and broken figure, they relaxed.
Reveling in a feeling of completion, Lexi thought of her partner and the toll that the 23 years of parenting and observation duties had taken. She turned to Ed. Placing a hand on his shoulder; she lifted up onto her toes so she could have a level view of his eyes. She winked and gave him a salute. Squatting down, she opened her arms to let Seti snuggle into them. Burying her face in his fur, she whispered, “I’ve missed you!”
His immediate, silent response, And I you Mistress, appeared in her mind.
Before she rose, Lexi slipped one of the silver ovals into the dog’s mouth. The three of them stood together, taking a moment to regard France across the English Channel. At Lexi’s nod, they winked out of sight and stepped onto the Constellation.
Lexi felt a large warm hand slip into hers briefly and squeeze, before releasing. A voice she had not heard spoken aloud in 23 years inquired, “Shall I set the coordinates for home?”
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