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Time Travel Agency, Traveler’s Log 2176.6
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Bright sunshine warmed Peggy’s face. Cold shiver rippled through her. Hard ridges pressed into her back. Pages of a book fluttered in her lap. She blinked, squinting as the world came into focus. Cars and people passed by where she sat on the grass, leaning against a tree, reading. She closed the book, reading the title.
“The Time Machine,” a giddy laugh bubbled up and out, swirling around her like the thoughts in her mind, “H.G. Wells. Perfect.” Peggy looked up, seeing the world around her with fresh eyes. It was amazing.
Engine rumbling, a red Mercury Monterey cruised by with its top down. Young couple sat in the front, a group of teens crowded in the back, two sitting up on the back of the seat. Horns honked at them and they waved, pulling into the parking lot beside the grass where Peggy sat. They tumbled from the car and through the door…
