A note from the Author-Hey, guys! I'm sorry I haven't written anything for quite a while. But let's just say I was taking my time to figure out what was going to happen next with Marty Jr. I've also been really busy with other stuff, too... And I apologize that the chapters are so short. I'm just the type of writer that likes to keep people in suspense! I'll try to make a couple long chapters in this story, and I will REALLY try to update this more often! Thanx for all of the support in the reviews you sent, cuz they were really motovating!
Chapter 3
Marty Junior was preoccupied in his thoughts all through dinner. Where could dad be going? He sure seems like he's going to the old garage, but why does he want to go there? Did he know Emmet Brown, or something...but if he did, why had he never even told his own son? Dad tells me everything. But there's only one way to find out. "Mom?" Marty Jr. asked suddenly.
"Hmm?" His mother looked up from her dinner.
"Didn't dad have some old scrapbooks in the basement or something?"
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Whoa, these things are ancient! They're just printed on peices of paper!
Marty Jr. had just brought up all of the scrapbooks from the basement. So he immediately opened up the first one he could see.
1985...30 years ago!
So he looked inside and looked through the first couple of pages, but they were only a bunch of pictures with his mom and dad standing by his dad's old house. The rest of the pictures in the book were just as boring. Except-one page had been torn out. That was the only progress he made to solving the mystery the whole hour he spent looking through old photos.