CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
Oliver was floating. It took him a moment to remember he’d been sucked inside the portal he’d created. But this was unlike any portal he’d ever experienced before. It was quiet. He didn’t feel like his atoms were being rearranged. In fact, he didn’t feel like he was traveling at all.
He looked around, and to his surprise, he saw glimpses of himself in alternate timelines. Impossible things were happening. In one, he and Chris were acting like brothers, sitting beside a fireplace as they worked together building a wooden airplane. Then his attention would be drawn to another timeline, one in which he was cornering a young boy in the canteen of Campbell Junior High, throwing food at him like a bully. Then his focus was stolen by yet another timeline, and this caused a
