Chapter 1

Kevin flew down the stairs to where his mom was making breakfast.

"There's a 94.24% chance that Jonah and Andrea will come over today!" he told her.

Mom smiled. "Are you sure?" She asked.

"94.24% sure. They have to come anyhow. It's thanksgiving."

She smiled again and set a bowl of corn flakes on the table. "Eat your breakfast."

Kevin sat down and began devouring his cereal. He had turned 13 just yesterday. He was smart enough to have skipped all of middle school, and would've skipped high school, too, but Mom said that if he skipped over too many pieces of life when you're young then you won't have anything to do when you're older.

He had just finished his cereal when someone knocked on the door.

"I'll get it," he said.

He opened the door to see exactly what he wanted: Jonah and Andrea. They were 26 now, and had gotten married 5 years ago. Before he could stop himself, Kevin threw his arms around Jonah.

"Hey, there," said Jonah, hugging him back.

"Hey," replied Kevin, letting go of him.

He stepped aside so they could come in. Mom saw them and pulled them both into another hug.

"Hi, Mrs. Skidmore," said Andrea.

"Hello, Andrea," greeted Mom.

Mom let them go and Jonah checked his watch. "Chip called me," he told her. "Said they would be here in an hour or so."

"That's good. You brought the potatoes, right?"

"Yeah. I'll go get them."

Kevin watched Jonah walked back to Ford and pulled a giant bag of spuds out of the bed.

"Kevin, could you go get the turkey out of the freezer?" asked Mom.

"Sure," he answered.

He walked into the garage and grabbed the turkey out of the cooler. He was about to go back into the kitchen when he heard Jonah whispering to Mom.

"Mom, JB just contacted me," he said. "He's in the twenty-first century again. He needs help, but he won't tell me why."

Mom scowled. This surprised Kevin. She never got mad. And who was JB? Of course he was in the twenty-first century. Kevin crawled into the laundry room to get a better view.

"I thought he said that the time agency outlawed time travel," said Mom.

"They did," replied Jonah. "But he's broken rules before."

"I still can't believe that he breaks his own laws. It's not right."

"I'd be dead if it wasn't for him breaking laws."

"You might be dead if he breaks anymore!" They realized that they had raised their voices to a scream.

"Let's just try to have a happy, normal Thanksgiving, and if he shows up you can help him," whispered Mom.

"Okay," said Jonah. He went back into the living room with Andrea.

Kevin shifted his legs and Mom heard him.

"What—Kevin!" she screamed. "How much did you hear?"

"JB. Time agency. Jonah being dead," he blurted.

Mom wore a scared look on her face. "I always knew this day was coming," she said.

"What?" said Kevin. "What day?"

"Well, the thing is…" she muttered. "time travel is real."