I'll Be Seeing You Through Time (The Dimension Keepers) Read Free Page A

smoke.
    “I wasn’t sure I’d see you this morning,” she said as she ground the butt out with the tip of her shoe.
    “Why?” Jewel asked. “It’s a work day.”
    “But…”
    “Glenn sailed this morning and now it’s just another day. The day he gets back will be the one I  look forward to.” Jewel flipped on the overhead light, turned the front door sign to open and went to get the cash out of the safe to fill the cash register. She ignored the fact that her hands shook.

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    After asking directions from the man at a newspaper and magazine stand on a street corner, Glenn managed to find the apartment listed on his papers. He shook the folder until the key dropped into his hand. When he pressed it into the lock, the tumblers gave. He turned the knob and pushed the door open.
    The room was three times the size of his room on the base. Glenn put the folder on the table and explored the apartment. There was a minimal decorated bedroom and a bathroom with toilet and tub. Good. At least some things were the same.
    He walked back into the living room, pulled back the drape and swallowed. Off in the distance was the Golden Gate Bridge. So he was still in San Francisco. Glenn lifted the newspaper off the table and looked at the date again. April 2013 was printed in the upper corner. Seventy-one years later than it was yesterday.
    He sat on the couch and scrubbed his hands over his face.
    The bookstore. Why did it seem so familiar? Then it came to him.
    His dreams. He’d seen the store and that man… Arthur. The dream was reoccurring, and he’d had it on many nights. Glenn chalked it up to having been in a similar store when he was child. He and his mother often traveled around to bookstores in and near their hometown .
    But, come to think of it, he’d also seen this modern town—these buildings. A city of the future. He’d had a strange, gnawing pull to find the bookstore, but he’d never had the free time to look. The Navy kept him busy every waking moment.
    Exhausted, Glenn dragged himself off the couch and drew a bath. Pulling off the pieces of his heavy, damp wool uniform, he folded them up neatly and lay them on the chair. As he sank into the near scalding water, he groaned in bliss. His brain was so full of questions, even one more wouldn’t fit in his cranium. As he attempted to answer one question, another popped into his saturated mind. He slid down under the water and opened his eyes. His world was as foggy as his underwater view, shimmering above him and unreal.
    Toweling off, Glenn found a clean pair of pajamas in the dresser drawer. He pulled them on and fell asleep as soon as he slid back the cover and flopped face down onto the bed.

    He was drawn from sleep by a tapping sound. Was it the springs of the bunk above him? Bernard was a restless sleeper. Glenn rolled to the side and patted the bed with his hand. Slowly, he opened his eyes. The bed was huge, which told him that he definitely wasn’t in his bunk at the barracks or at sea.
    There it was again. Someone was knocking on the door.
    Glenn rolled out of bed, found a robe behind the door and put in on. Padding out into the living room, he looked through the peep hole of the door. He wasn’t sure why. Why would anyone be looking for him in this strange new world?
    “What do you want?” he asked through the door. He wasn’t about to open another door and find himself farther back in time, maybe even with dinosaurs .
    “The name’s Hadley, sir. We need to talk.”
    “Why? Are you another ‘guide’ from the bookstore?”
    “I… was.” The man paused. “I’m here to help you, Glenn.”
    He opened the door a few inches and peered out. “How do you know my name?”
    A woman stepped out from behind the man and waved her fingers. “Hi, I’m Sam ,” she said with a sunny smile. “If you let us in, I think we might be able to help explain things… well, maybe make it all a bit clearer.”
    The couple seemed harmless enough. Who else