Chapter 12
Recovering
I woke up and wondered where I was for a moment. Then where my fox was. I wasn't in 2017 Bar Harbor, Maine, I was in 1981 Bar Harbor, Maine. And I fell in the ocean less than a week ago. How would I get home? Brooklyn said the Phoenix made him go on a 40 year journey. I hope I won't be gone that long.
"Talia?" Grandpa asked.
"I'm awake." I yawned.
"Breakfast will be ready soon." He left.
I got dressed and went to the kitchen. He made eggs and toast. I sat down and we ate. It was nice like eating with Mom or Owen. After breakfast, we watched TV for an hour. He asked why we came so late in the spring. I told him we were on vacation and I was home schooled. Then he asked where I was from. I told the truth: I was from Oregon, but moved to New York last year. He hummed.
He took me to the store with him. He let me chose some things to eat. 80's food looked different than 2017 food. We went back home and I rested. Then we had dinner and it was bedtime.
He could only stay home for a few days. He had a neighbor watch me until he got home because I was still hurt. I wasn't that hurt, but he wouldn't be swayed. She was nice though.
After the third week, I wondered if the Phoenix was going to come back for me. I altered my body a little. Nothing too noticeable, but the neighbor lady did squint when she saw me again. My eyes were less magic green and more normal people green. My hair was browner. I made the scars on my arms fade.
I was waiting for Grandpa to get home when I started feeling sleepy. I saw a blurry orange shape and decided it was the Phoenix.
Talia's POV End
Third Person
If you weren't observant, you would ignore the strange wave of heat in Cyberbiotics headquarters. You wouldn't notice how it started in the middle of the building and moved around, settling near the office of an Owen Burnett and lingered until early morning. You wouldn't hear the soft breathing of a young girl sleeping on the desk. The custodians certainly didn't. It was almost like magic.
Third Person End
