We’re in a cafe courtyard near his house, sipping at coffee from icy glasses. Mason nods, catching a drip of coffee down the side of his glass with his tongue. ‘The truth is,’ I keep going, ‘I first jumped in my sleep. In a dream, actually. I wasn’t trying to, it just happened. I never even imagined it was possible before then.’ I need to do this. This is my chance of starting again, this time with the truth. Rebooting, I guess. ‘I don’t know how it works and especially how to control the point I return,’ I explain. ‘So that’s why I can’t answer the stuff you ask me. I really have no idea. I’m not the groundbreaking time traveller you think I am.’ Maybe he’ll never know the whole of it, but at least I can tell him this much. ‘Scout …’ Mason’s head tilts as his eyes soften. ‘You don’t need to be ashamed. Why didn’t I think of that? Finding your way into the sinkhole really is a lot like dreaming, hey?’ I lean closer, my forearms on the table.
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