Thank goodness for Sharon’s elixir because I was really going to make quite a messy scene there on that street without it. Teleporting was not, I knew, ever going to be my favorite means of transport. Time traveling was disorienting enough, but then, I moved myself. To be whisked through the air like a frisbee . . . well, I didn’t even have much time to think about it because when the girl from TV came out on the street, the air shifted as if a giant machine had stepped in front of us. I had to brace myself against Alonso’s shoulder to keep from taking a step back.
Somehow, I knew it was important not to step back, and all the rest of my friends must have known the same because we were all braced with our legs wide and our hands beside us. The force of her was amazing, especially because
