Chapter 35Ashley
THE THUNDERSTORMS COOPERATED. We were soaked again before we reached the door. Still trying to understand all the connections, our plan, meticulous in its detail, was about to be tested. Tony met us at school after dark. Brian Shaw waited again in the parking lot.
Tony had fashioned a buffer to connect to the door, a description I'd given him. With the generator hooked up, I poked my head in to ascertain my location. Same place as yesterday. Confident I had more time, I entered the pub.
“Back again, Mr. Gilbert?” the lady bartender asked. “He's in court today.” She handed me the morning paper. The picture of the courthouse and the headline of “The Time Traveler's Trial” jumped off the front page.
“Can I have this?” She said to take it. “Thanks, Jane.” I ran out and thr
