Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.
March 21, 2016
4:00 PM PST
Marty McFly Sr smiled, as he knew that Sabrina Palmer would soon be arriving. It just seemed like a real long time, since he last saw his good friend. His wife, Jennifer, had an office party to attend - so, as a result, she'd be coming home very late. He rather felt bored. He hoped that his children, Marlene and Marty Jr, would soon be home.
Marty Sr thought of how great his life was. At 47 years old, he just felt as if he had a very successful and happy life. He managed to gain moderate success as a rock star. Almost eleven years ago, though, he decided that it was best to retire from touring.
While Marty Sr really enjoyed his rock star career, he placed even more value on his family. He strived to be the best father that he could be, and to make time to spend with his wife and children. His children both turned out to be confident and secure.
Marty Sr could still recall a time, though, when he almost ended up having not such a pleasant future. Actually, his wife knew a little more about it. He felt happy, though, that he was able to overcome his problem. He thought over what his scientist friend, Dr. Emmett Brown, had constantly taught him: Your future is whatever you make it.
Marty Sr usually felt very young for his age. Of course, the ages of his children had a tendency to place a damper on that idea. Marlene was eighteen years old, which was the legal age of adulthood. At seventeen, Marty Jr really wasn't that much younger.
Marty Sr couldn't think of anything that he wanted to change. Granted, his initial time travel trip rather led up to his immediate family becoming more successful. After that, he managed to avert his own not-so-pleasant possible future. Still, other than that...
Suddenly, the door bell rang - jolting Marty Sr from his thoughts. Sabrina was actually close to his scientist friend - for about ten years, before Marty Sr met him. Of course, that didn't include Marty Sr's trip to 1955. As he opened the door, he quite ran to hug Sabrina! She planned to stay, for about two days - which made Marty Sr feel happy.
"How are you doing, Sabrina?" gushed Marty Sr, as he was very thrilled to see his old friend. Even at the age of 57, Sabrina seemed to be quite young for her age - as she was a witch. Her hair was still a golden blond - with not a single strand of grey hair.
"I'm doing just fine," Sabrina replied, cheerfully. "I sure don't feel my age. Of course, my lovely grandchildren help to keep me feeling rather young. It's so hard to believe, though, that Tabitha is almost eighteen years old. It sure makes me feel a little sad."
"I sure know exactly how you feel," Marty Sr replied, nodding. "Your Tabitha is about the same age as my Junior. I can actually remember how, back when they were very small children, they sure used to always play together. My son just reminds me of my own teenage years. He and Stephanie Stebbs really seem to be very much in love!"
"I can see myself in Tabitha," Sabrina commented, with a wistful sigh. "Well, I sure am anticipating her graduation - even though, in a way, it's almost like she's really bidding farewell to her youth. I'm sure that you must feel very much the same, about Junior."
"You sure can say that, again," Marty replied, as he glanced at his watch. "He should be here, quite shortly. He's bringing Steph along. They've actually been dating, now, for about three years. I have a feeling that... No, I'd sure better not think about..."
"You're sure not ready to give your kids up, eh?" Sabrina commented, laughing. "Well, I can sort of relate. I can quite remember when my eldest, Todd, moved out. It was a real bittersweet feeling. On the more positive side, though, he's now given Brad and I some wonderful grandchildren. It's sure a great feeling, being a bona fide grandma!"
"Well, if you put it that way," Marty Sr commented, smiling. "Still, there really are times... Well, I sometimes wish that Marlene and Marty Jr could go back to being small children. Y'know, I sometimes even miss my youth. When I think about all the..."
"Hi, Dad!" called out Marty Jr, as he stepped into the door. "Oh, hi, Sabrina! It's been a long time, since I last saw you." Placing his arm around a brunette, he added, "Here is Stephanie Stebbs. She's my dearly beloved. By the way, did Tabitha come along?"
"Sorry, Junior, she couldn't come," Sabrina replied, apologetically. "She's sure anxious to graduate, so she actually has a lot on her plate. Maybe, in a couple of months, she could come over. Anyway, it's nice to meet your girlfriend." Sticking out her hand, she asked, "Why don't you tell us just a little about yourself. You're really a beautiful girl."
"Thank you, Sabrina," gushed Stephanie. "I do have a twin sister. Her name is Stacy. We really get along, most of the time. She's dating Marty's good buddy, Todd Brown. Our parents are terrific. My grandma was a very close friend to Marty's grandma."
"That's nice to hear," commented Sabrina. "Now, uh, Todd Brown. That's Dr. Emmett Brown's grandson, right? He's the son of Haven, the girl that the Browns adopted! It does seem as if time simply flew by. I still quite remember sweet young Haven."
"Yeah, that's right," replied Marty Jr, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "We'll talk to you, a little later. Steph and I would just like to spend a little time by ourselves, if you don't mind. It's great that you're visiting, though. Let Tabitha know that I said 'hi', okay? Of course, I'm also excited about graduation. I'll most definitely write her a little letter."
"If she doesn't mind, I could also let you have her email address," Sabrina called out, as the teens stepped into Marty Jr's room. "Well, Marty, your son sure is the spitting image of you. I sort of wonder what he thinks... about us getting rather nostalgic."
"Well, he seems to have a passion for the 1980s," explained Marty Sr. "I don't really mind, as it... Well, it just means that we never have to fight over the stereo. Well, I feel that he likes the '80s... more than I do. Sometimes, I want to hear newer rock."
"Yeah, not all the new music is bad," agreed Sabrina. "Actually, I wonder if it might be some sort of... rebellion thing. Not that rebellion is necessarily bad, of course. Back in my day, rebelling against your parents' music was the thing to do. This really might be a rebellion of that rebellion, if you know what I mean. It can be real fascinating."
"Well, it's certainly great that kids aren't losing sight of the classics," replied Marty Sr, smiling. "After all, we do need for members of the younger generation to simply carry on the torch of fine classic rock. In about, say, 75 years - it scares me to think of..."
"By then, we'll probably have passenger spaceships," Sabrina suggested, laughing. "I wanted to give you a present, by the way. As you're aware of, I am a witch. I rather would like to... Well, it can't be something too major - but I sure was thinking that..."
"Your presence is present enough, Sabrina," Marty Sr replied, laughing. "By the way, Jenn feels rather bad for not just skipping the office party, but it actually happens to be for a co-worker that she really cares about. Her co-worker came back from a very long hiatus, and everyone is happy to have her back. That's why she decided to..."
"It's perfectly all right, Marty," Sabrina replied, laughing. "I understand. I actually feel a little bad, Marty, for disappointing your son. Tonight, I'll give my daughter a call. It'll be the best I can do, to make it up to him. I'm sure that Tabby will also be happy..."
"That sounds wonderful!" gushed Marty Sr. "I'm sure that it was a lot of work, taking care of that many children. Sometimes, I simply wonder what it might've been like - if we ended up with a third child. Of course, I love all of my children. It's just that..."
"It sure could be a bit of a hassle," laughed Sabrina, "but it was also a very rewarding experience. I remember when I first met Haven. I think it was very wonderful, Marty, that Doc and Clara opted to adopt a little girl - and from the future! I do wonder what kind of a life that would be like. Well, she's just a very happy and well-adjusted lady."
"It feels very strange, Sabrina, to think that," commented Marty Sr, smiling, "had she not followed us back to 1987, she's really be the same age as my son. Of course, her life might've not been as happy. I still remember how concerned my dear son was..."
"For some reason," replied Sabrina, smiling, "I really have this Amy Grant song going through my mind. Oh, how the years go by! Well, as long as I'm surrounded by kids, I'll never feel too old. Well, Marty, are you sure that you have nothing to wish for?"
"Well, I guess I do... a little," Marty replied, nervously. "The thing is, Sabrina, I really would like to have a chance to revisit my youth. My son is seventeen. I'd really like to revisit just a little of my life... from when I was seventeen. It suppose it actually sounds a little silly, but I miss those days. When I see my son, I sometimes feels a..."
"It's not silly, Marty," Sabrina replied, softly. "I understand just what you mean. I feel the same way, too - some of the time. Well, at any rate, it's rather not hard for me to grant the wish. If that's really what you want, Marty... Well, you just have to say it!"
"Uh, yeah, okay," Marty replied, nervously. He simply began to think back to his teen years. He just thought back to the days of living with his own loving parents, and the simplicity of life in the 1980s. "Okay, Sabrina, I wish to revisit the days of my youth."
"You've got it, Marty," commented Sabrina, as Marty found himself feeling just a little drowsy. Very gently, Sabrina helped Marty to the floor. "Well, just relax. Just take in a deep breath, Marty. Just try to clear all your thoughts." As Marty quite did his best to follow Sabrina's instructions, his mind began to slip away. "Your wish is granted!"
