“You know who I am, that's good. I can't stay. The universe is upside down. Fritz is lost in here somewhere. I'm testing the portal to be sure I can use it.”
“Sounds like you have a great story in the making.”
“I wish I had the time to tell you the whole thing. Do me a favor, Hemingway. If he should show up, tell him to write a note and tell me how to find him. I'm sure I'll be back.”
“It would be my pleasure. Say, how would it be if I come back with you now, just for a bit?”
I could imagine Sandy's face, being introduced to this man. I started to decline, but said, “Sure, but just for a moment.” How much more trouble could I be in? So one more time, Ernest Hemingway stepped into Riverboro High School, but in a different world.
I asked him to hold the door, keeping the street scene al
