The sun rose over the horizon on a misty morning on Saturday. It had been one week since the guests from 1893 had arrived. Savannah was watching Peter very carefully. She could see that Jennyfer liked him and thought he was cute. But, in his time, he was an outlaw who robbed trains and sometimes also robbed banks. She knew that Peter was no longer hurting anyone, but he could still be dangerous and cause Jennyfer to be hurt or killed if she did go back with him.

Savannah walked out to the barn and saw that Rain was gone and one of the guest horses was also gone. The only two horses she did recognize were those that belonged to Brisco and Bowler. Comet was easily recognizable. Savannah saddled up her gray Arabian and rode out into the trails. She listened carefully as she rode along the small, three-inch-deep creek as she watched for any signs of life.

After almost fifteen minutes, Savannah heard something. She yanked the reins and stopped Ghost dead in his tracks. She dismounted and tied the rein to a tree branch, making sure that Ghost was secure. She walked slowly towards the human sounds she heard.

Sitting by the creek, Jennyfer and Peter were leaning back against a large tree. Jennyfer was leaning back against Peter's chest and his arms were around her.

"Oh, Jennyfer," Savannah whispered. "I should have known."

Savannah watched as the couple were talking, but she could not hear anything that they were saying. She was not happy. Either Jennyfer would be going to 1893 or Peter would be staying here. She did not want either one to happen. Jennyfer belonged here and Peter belonged in 1893; no ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Savannah went back to Ghost and mounted up. She rode back to the ranch at a trot and unsaddled her horse.

Savannah found Brisco studying the cars in the garage. He was curious as to how they worked and how they were built. Savannah opened the hood so he could see.

"Brisco, can I ask you something?," Savannah asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," Brisco replied.

"Do you think that Jennyfer should stay here?," Savannah asked.

"Well, she made a good point about being happy," Brisco replied as he looked. "What's this?"

Savannah looked. "Alternator," she replied. "It recharges the battery. If it fails, the car dies." She paused. "Do you think Peter could make it here if he stayed?"

"Pete?," Brisco asked. "He's tough as nails. He could make it anywhere he chose to. Why are you asking about Pete?"

"He and Jennyfer have been going off together," Savannah said. "I just saw them together, getting too close."

"They're adults, not children," Brisco said. "It's their own decision."

"I don't want to lose my friend," Savannah said.

"I understand that," Brisco said. "But, if you try to force her to do the opposite of what she wants, she'll hate you. Be careful how you handle this, Savannah. Would you rather her be happy somewhere else or be miserable here?"

Savannah sighed.

"How does a car die if it's not alive?," Brisco asked, confused.

Savannah smiled. "Looks like you have a lot to learn," she said. "OK, here we go." Savannah stepped closer to the car and began to explain its mechanics.

In the trails, Jennyfer and Peter were both dozing off as the sun was setting. Rain stepped closer and nuzzled Jennyfer. She jumped and then giggled as she grabbed the rein.

"OK, you win," Jennyfer said to the horse. She shook Peter awake and told him they needed to get back to the ranch. Jennyfer and Peter rode back.

It was around midnight that bright light shone again. Jennyfer, who was already awake, rushed downstairs and woke Brisco up. "The light is here," she said. "Hurry!"

Brisco jumped up. He looked outside as the light faded. "What could be causing the light?," he asked.

"The night you and the others came was just like this," Jennyfer said as she realized something. "A full moon and a clear sky."

"So we need a full moon and no clouds to get home," Brisco guessed. "When will that happen again? We can't stay awake all night all the time to wait for that."

"You don't have to," Jennyfer said. She got a calendar and opened it to the current month, August. "The next full moon is the twenty-eighth. Let's hope there will be a clear sky that night."

"Is there any way to know for sure?," Brisco asked.

"Yes, there is," Jennyfer replied.

The next morning, Jennyfer turned the television onto the Weather News Network. Nothing except weather all day and all night was all the station gave.

"This will tell us," Jennyfer said. "Science has found ways to predict the weather and they're usually correct about it. Very seldom are they wrong."

The next two weeks were slow and anxious for everyone. Brisco did notice Jennyfer and Peter's behavior when they were together. He also noticed that they sneaked away at times, almost like two teenagers. He sometimes followed them and found that they were becoming very close and intimate. He knew that this could be difficult. One or the other would have to leave their lifelong home. That would be easier for Peter since he had almost no friends left and had no family at all. There was nothing to tie him down. Jennyfer, however, had friends here. She had a sister in another state who would miss her. Could it really be that easy for her to start a whole new life in a whole new time? Would it be easy to give up all the modern comforts that were not around in 1893 and would not be around until after she died in the early 1900's world? Could she really do that?

Two weeks later, Jennyfer saddled Rain and prepared her to leave when the light shone again that night. She returned everyone's guns. Peter was over-excited to have his gun, referred to as "Pete's Piece," back. He had gone through great lengths back in his own time to get the gun back from Aaron Viva, a sheriff friend of Brisco. Brisco, thinking Peter was dead, had given the gun to Viva. Peter jumped through hoops to get his beloved gun back. Peter was never happy when another person touched his shiny silver gun with black grips. Now, he was thrilled to have it back.

Savannah watched as everyone was getting ready to leave. She was not happy at all to see her friend go. She knew that there was no stopping Jennyfer from doing what she wanted. Jennyfer was always stubborn and did what she set her mind to do. And now, Jennyfer wanted to go to 1893 with the others. She had left letters to her sister and her friends and anyone else she could think of. Savannah stayed in the house and watched as the group was prepared to return home.

Jennyfer and Peter were side-by-side and holding hands as they waited in the moonlight. Savannah was watching carefully, hoping that her friend would change her mind at the last moment. Would Jennyfer be able to return home if she changed her mind later?

The light began to shine from nowhere. At its full brightness, the group rode forward and disappeared.

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