There's no time

It had been 3 years since Jacob Stone had been reported missing. It came as a shock to those who knew him best, as he was quite happy for the average 13 year old. I'm Daisy Thomas and I'm gonna tell you what actually happened to the him.

Daisy, Daniel and Christopher are mourning at their friend's funeral. But then a sinister figure emerges from the shadows of their small town. After many strange events, Daisy and her friends are soon swept up into a mystery that no one could even begin to imagine. It's not long before they realise that the clock is ticking, and for something's, there's no time...


40. Part 3 - Chapter 39


Holding her hand, I led Daisy outside. The other girls were standing around the building, looking down into the valley. My stomach was twisting horribly. Daisy was looking at me quizzically. We sat down on the ledge that I'd watched her sit upon minutes ago. Technically it had been 250 years into the future. I fidgeted and wasn't able to hold myself straight. I'd just had the most uncomfortable thought. It made my insides scream and my heart beat too fast. Having seen her with Rebecca, I wondered if Daisy would still feel the same thing she felt when she was here. That's confusing, so's everything else, so I'll explain my nightmare to you.

Daisy has had three lives as far as we know. Her first one here in 1938, this is where her first ever memories were generated. Then with us in 2018, and then in 2188. Trinia had dispersed her sister all over the blank pages of time itself. Here's my theory; Daisy could remember everything about life in 2188. What if she remembered life here? What if she was still in love with Jacob and had the same motherly love for Rebecca as she did now? (80 years ahead of 2018.) What if she did not want to come back with us to where she belonged? But that's the thing, where did she belong? There where three possible answers. 1938, 2018 and 2188. It wasn't up to me where Daisy went. She was free to make her own decisions. I would finish that sentence with 'with things like this,' but seriously, who in the world has to make the decision of when they want to live. 

Sure, there's how, who and where they want to live their life, but not when. It was a minute before I realised I was shaking my head.

"For goodness sake Daniel," Daisy started, "would you just spit it out. I have been watching you for the last few minutes you know." Her voice softened. "What's wrong?" 

I hesitated. Would she think I was over protective if I told her? She was doing that thing with her eyes where it felt like she was searching your soul- the same as Trinia. Those eyes, so desperate, so deserving. I had no option but to tell her, so I did. I took a deep breath.

"Daisy," I started, "can you feel or remember anything about your life here?" That was a decent start. Tilting her head to the side, she paused for thought. Then she slowly nodded staring downwards.

"Yeah, I remember Trinia as my sister and knowing Jacob as a kid." I flinched at his name. I could tell in her body language that she'd cottoned on to my train of thought. She sat up straight and hurried on. "I didn't have feelings for him or anything," she laughed nervously. "It was more like the relationship with me and Christopher." She stopped abruptly. I knew why, Christopher. She hugged her knees and I put an arm around her. She started crying. "Why, why did we have to leave him behind, we could have created a distraction or..." 

I cut her off. "There's no time." I put a finger to her lips and she leant into me. It was going to be difficult without Christopher. Not just for us.

"I've said this before, but I'm going to say it again," she sighed, "everything is just so weird. I can barely get my head around it. In 2188 I was the the same age as I am now. 16. But here, I'd had a whole life, or so I've been told anyway..."

I tilted my head at her. "What do you mean, can't you remember it?"

She shook her head. "That's the thing, I can only remember my life here up to the age I was sixteen. Do you understand that?" I nodded but didn't say anything. Daisy was approximately sixteen and a half years old. She could only remember being in 1938 up to when she was sixteen and a half years then as well. I guess that it made sense. Or did it?

I looked over at Rebecca. Wow, she was pale. I hadn't noticed that before now. She was hugging the other two girls that I'd now learnt were called Lydia and Annabel. Then she turned and started walking towards us. She was coming to say goodbye. I stood up. She hugged me. I hugged her back. "I'm going to go now," she said facing us both. "Thank you for getting me back home." Daisy knelt down and hugged the small girl goodbye.

"How old are you Rebecca?" She asked quietly. The girl looked sad.

"I'm twelve." Daisy smiled back at her just as sadly. 

"Almost a woman then," she said making an effort to brighten things up a bit. Rebecca nodded and remained silent. She looked at Daisy one last time the slowly started walking in the other direction. Her outline was silhouetted against the rising sun, she seemed to fade away with the darkness of the night. I looked down at Daisy.

"You ready to go home now?"

She smiled back. "Like they say, there's no time like the present."

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