#TimeTravelingGhost EP 7 Part 73: 12 May 1999: London

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I was already drawing unwanted attention by talking to thin air. Attention, I didn’t want. If this continued, someone would spot me as a fake.

“Excuse me, I’m new here. Could you point me to the way out?” I asked a fresh-faced nurse who paused to look at me. I definitely had to get out of there; my American accent was a big liability.

The woman pointed, and I headed in that direction.

I was almost at the door when I stopped. Seated in the waiting room, a young teen was reading a copy of “A Wrinkle in Time.”

I stared as a memory surfaced.

When I was young, we traveled to Great Britain, where my mother was in an accident. While I was stuck in the hospital, waiting for her, I read most of that book. That's what first sparked my interest in time-travel. I bet I read everything I could find on the subject.

“Oh!” I squealed as a man walked by and sat down next to the girl. He had just groped my ass.

I was #rendered silent by the outrage, but Emily wasn’t. “#Masher,” she spat. If she hadn’t been incorporeal, I think she would have slapped him or worse.

I didn’t tell her he was my father.

A Wrinkle in Time:

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