Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Jasher gave chase. He stopped beside me and forced me to face him. Shock etched his features. “That was your mother. Your pregnant mother.”
“I know,” I rasped. “And this is Ozworld, my home, but not Ozworld.” I waved to billboards and businesses I remembered seeing as a child. All replaced, demolished, or abandoned by the time I grew into an adult. The shoe store where I’d gotten both tap shoes and sneakers. The ice cream parlor that was flattened in a freak tornado two springs ago. The Stewart house, a condemned home where teens partied now gleamed with a fresh coat of paint. Baskets of flowers hung from the porch railing.
“Look at me.” Jasher cupped my cheeks. Fading evening sunlight illuminated a face that would make me breathless all the days of my life.
“I don’t understand. It shouldn’t be this way.”
“We will figure this out, I promise.”
The comfort in his expression nearly proving to be my undoing. “I think…” I swallowed, clinging to him. “Jasher, I think we arrived in the past.”