“All you need is a pint”When I opened my eyes, I was sitting on a bar stool at the Cabbage Patch Pub. The joint was filled with all the usual noisy naughtiness and I wondered if I would bump into Stacy. I studied the bloke sitting next to me as he did a double-take, probably shocked by my sudden appearance next to him. I just assumed he was drunk when I noticed his empty pint.
“I’m Charles,” he said. “Where the b****y hell did you come from?”
. I didn’t answer him because I couldn’t find the words. Seriously, I could barely even remember my own name after all I’d been through in Hawaii, Hollywood and Rome.
I had time traveled. Me, Alexandria Martin. I had defied the laws of physics and traveled back to years before I was born, years before my parents were born. Nobody could ever take th
