Chapter 12Fritz
“I'M A TIME traveler.” I'd learned over the years that if you said it right, the truth could be told and accepted as a lie. I remember having that thought a while ago and how strange I felt analyzing lying. That had been a good lesson to learn. I'd studied body language, facial expressions, tones of voice. Amazing what you can learn watching the news, especially in an election year.
I continued my story, surprised that they didn't interrupt. Even Seamus had taken a seat at a nearby table. I didn't need to elaborate. A story so far-fetched needed no twinkle lights. I neglected to mention that I was also a murderer.
When I ended, Flynn rubbed his stubble, but before he said that he didn't believe a word, Kate said, “So for eight years you've wandered. No family, no friends
