‘No one can know the answers to those questions,’ Emilia pointed out smugly.
‘True. But what if someone had the ability to travel through time and make sure Thomas Edison didn’t die before he invented the light bulb?’
‘Right…’ Emilia said thoughtfully. ‘So that’s what you do? You go back in time and stop certain people from dying?’
David nodded. ‘Dying, trusting the wrong person, preventing the destruction of environmental advancements by natural disasters or wars… that sort of thing.’
It almost sounded real, but how could it be possible? Time travel was a thing of fantasy, the imagination run wild in movies like Back to the Future or The Time Traveller’s Wife.
‘So you’re telling me,’ she said slowly, ‘that using this time piece, I can jump back in time whenever I feel like it?’
