It was definitely worth a lot of money, and the smart thing to do would be to lock it up in a safe somewhere. But that didn’t seem right. I decided that I was going to put it up on the wall of my bedroom, right above my desk so I could look at it for inspiration while I was doing my homework and stuff. Maybe we could get an alarm system or something to prevent anyone from breaking into the house and stealing it. The day after Flip’s funeral, I decided for sure that it was time to announce my “retirement.” I wasn’t going to travel through time anymore. It had been fun, and I’d had some amazing experiences. But I decided that going back in time was simply too dangerous. I had been kidnapped, shot at, attacked, and nearly killed on numerous occasions. If anything ever happened to me and I didn’t make it back to the present day, I don’t know if my mom could handle it. And after what happened with Willie Mays, I finally realized how powerful the butterfly effect could be. It was way too easy for me to change some little thing in the past that would have a dramatic impact on the future.
