After a few seconds to reorient myself, I climbed to the upper deck and peered to the horizon. What a beautiful world God had created for us. The sea was calm and the sky clear. The sun hung a few inches above the water, whole and round and wonderful, as orange as a tiger. I closed my eyes as its warmth sent tingles up my neck, across my shoulders, and all the way down to my heels. I could have basked in that blissful state for hours, days, but there were things to be done. I checked my watch. Just after six p.m. In earth time, I’d been in Vero’s Court for either nineteen hours or minus five hours. I was hoping for the minus five. So I could go back in time and unbreak Merryn’s heart. I sprinted toward Merryn’s, checked the date on a paper when I passed a newsstand. It was Wednesday. I’d been gone two stinking days. I ran faster. I considered dropping by Amos’s first.
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