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ut being a Time Travel

y, I’m floating in between realities. Different parts of my mind reach for my conscious all at once. My emotions, my thoughts. If successful, it expels a euphoric state of pleasu

hand, I allow myself to adjust to my surroundings. The morning light is blinding, but regardless, I attempt to assum

en two hills. I nod, despite the reluctance to step out into public after what happened early this morning. The gas station is occupied by one red truck parked on the side, c

asn’t so concerned about someone else hearing. People may get suspicious. While Avia works on filling the car, I wander into the building, caution and snacks on my mind. Something buzzes above my

inks. I’m surprised she’s so nonchalant about being here, in the open, with witnesses around. Surely we have been reported to officials, who now have a warrant for our arrest. A public one, too. One citizens can partake in. Avia p

mutter lowly to Avia as

last night, which is a new angle for her. I’m used to her imminent stress, constant head turns and cautious glances. Now I sudden

golden packaging off a bar of chocolate. “You have

to like it,” she responds, looking

I’m your young mother, and we will find a way to make our life right again. And this time, we won’t be found,” Avia says firmly. I’m silent for a

s before, having revisited some. However, this Pack, set away from others, is one we never conside

ing anxiously at me. I sigh through my nose. “It’

een imminent, however, we both agreed it’s not something we can dwell on. This is my life on the line. If I’m captured, Alden will surely order my death like he has with the rest of us. I sleep the res

ation, but find none. Avia still sits next to me, driving soundly down a smooth road. No one else is

. Each blade of grass is drenched in a shade of green I’ve never seen before. It’s almost emerald in its pigment. And there are no fences separatin

Harmony Pack,”

My agape mouth

is ev

one deeper into the Pack,” she informs me. Very slowly, very deliberately, she slides a piece of paper across the da

cools my blood. Is she being serious? I don’t know what to do. I

us. Aren’t you excited?” She says. Her voice is tight all of a sudden.

its how I feel a little

ill be go

t speak again until we reach our destination. By that time, I’m almost weak with relief. I was tense, and careful throughout that entire drive, t

of trash on the ground. Not a trace of any week in anyone’s gardens. It’s so perfect it’s nauseating. Uncomfortable. Avia and I still do

me. I watch her rush to find paper and a pen, and scribble down another note. This time, it takes awhile, leaving me shifting on my feet, worried about

the note is unnerving. What’s does she mean spies? How am I meant to live my life when everyone

ys. I’m so excited for our n

nch. My new name. Kezi has been s

she has learned at schools everywhere for her past