Summoning Dorrie
While the threesome was eating their lunches, Doc had a question on her mind for Timothy.
"Timothy?" Doc asked.
Timothy set his sandwich down on his napkin, "What's up, Doc?" he answered.
"I think you may have turned time back in Professor Keen's class, how can that be possible?" Doc asked.
"You got me, Doc." Timothy said, shrugging his shoulders.
"I think we had better summon Dorrie once we get home." Marie said.
"Good thinking, Marie." Sam said.
Once at the castle, King Roland summoned Dorrie to look at Timothhy.
"So, Dorrie," Timothy said. "what can I do this time?"
"You can control time," Dorrie answered Timothy. "but you had best be careful."
"I know, I know," Timothy said. "meddling with time is a dangerous thing to do."
Dorrie looked at Timothy with a proud expression on her face.
"You are a good lad, Timothy." Dorrie said gently.
Maisha came into the servants' break area with some news for Timothy.
"Timothy," Maisha said. "your grandfather is on the road to recovery! Andre is no longer contagious."
Timothy was overflowing with joy by this news.
"Does that mean Grandpapa will be teaching me how to cook again, Doctor McStuffins?" Timothy asked.
"I'm afraid your grandfather will need to stay in bed a few more days, Timothy," Maisha said seriously. "however, you may still visit with him."
"Oh, I see." Timothy said to Maisha.
Maisha went back toward Andre's bedroom.
Dorrie looked at Timothy.
"Don't lose hope, Timothy," Dorrie said. "Chef Andre will pull through."
Timothy knew that Dorrie was right, but he had a funny feeling in his heart.
