Third Book in the series A Timeless Adventure by Ross W Fewtrell Chapter 10

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For Tom Thursday 4th of May 1972 was like a carbon copy of the yesterday. But tonight he wanted to go back to 2019. He didn’t think that they would have DNA results back in only one day so he aimed for a year after his last visit to Ben and Brendan.

Timing wise he got it right. He woke up in a bed in his room, but there were some significant changes to the furniture and the paint was now blue.  He searched for the clothes that Ben had promised to leave in the room for him.  There was nothing in any of the new wardrobes in his room. There were no sheets on the bed only a bedspread. He put that around him and called for Ben.

“Whose there?” Came a woman’s voice. “I have a gun.”

“It’s Tom has Ben told you about me?”

“Where did you come from?” She called.

“1972.”

“Oh so you are that Tom. Yes, he told me about you but it has been so long since he saw you we thought you weren’t coming anymore.”

“What year is it?”

“2019.”

“Well, that’s good. That is the year I was aiming for. Don’t suppose you can find me some clothes.”

“Sorry we are doing the room up for the baby.”

Tom could here some rummaging and then a hand pushed some clothes through the partly opened door. When Tom was dressed he came out into the lounge room. There was a very pregnant woman holding a 22 rifle.

When she saw that Tom was only 15 and didn’t pose much of a threat she lowered the rifle. “I am Millie, Ben’s partner.”

“Please to meet you Millie. I am Tom Adams. Where is Ben?”

“He is at work. Not due home till Saturday.” She said panting a bit.

“You're not going to have that baby now, are you?”

“He is not due till Monday.”

“He? How do you know it will be a he?” Tom asked.

“Ultra sound.”

“What’s that?”

“Pictures from inside”

“Like an X-Ray you mean.”

“No, have a look at this.” She showed him a picture of a baby surrounded in black.  He could clearly see the babies face and the fact that it was a boy. Also there was the umbilical cord.

“How on earth do they take a picture like that? Do you swallow a camera or something?”

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