Centenary Separation, page 22
It was a very good thing that there had been no complications with Verity’s delivery. It had all gone smoothly—the baby had come out head first and begun wailing all on its own. Then Anya had clamped and cut the umbilical cord, and now mother and infant were doing fine.
If anything had gone wrong, they could’ve taken Verity to the hospital. But Anya didn’t like knowing she would have been unprepared to deal with whatever problems might’ve come up.
Tate nodded slowly. “That will be a lot of work to take on, and it will mean having a lot more direct contact with the contemporaries. More questions to answer about who we are and where we came from. And—” He paused and gave her a kind look. “What you’ll experience as a nurse won’t all be as joyful as this.”
“Yes, I know, and you’re sweet to think of that, but I did alright volunteering after 9/11. The things I had seen before that—it’s all way in the past.” Her own personal past, but far in the future. “I’m strong enough to face the heartache again now. But I need to do what I can to help people.
“As for becoming more involved with the community, I want to know these people better. We’ve been holding back a long time, but now. Now we’re going to go native, as the professor would say. And as for their questions—we’ll just become the backgrounds Page created for us.”
Tate kept nodding until she stopped. “And your plan for taking us slowly closer to home by skipping nine months out of every year?”
“Was never going to get us there. It’s too far—we’ll just have to rely on Matt and Page being able to fix the professor’s device, if we want to be able to all go home some day.” Of course, that would be most difficult for Tate, who of all of them had the most to go back for.
Nye, who’d been listening in silence, snorted. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up about that. Their test trip was a complete disaster. They’re likely a whole century away, if not a millennium.”
Anya nodded. “It might be, but there’s nothing we can do about that. We’ll have enough work to do without worrying about things beyond what we can do right now.” At least they had the resources to do right by little Olivia. She might not be able to help Turner, wherever and whenever he was, but his little girl was in good hands.
“Speaking of which, I need to go take that baby, so Verity can get the sleep she needs.” And it would give her more time with the child. For the first time in a long while, Anya was actually looking forward to the future. With a new life.
Continue with Book 3: Uncertain Murder – A Sam and Bailey Mystery
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Or with Book 4: Prohibited Activities – A Matt and Page Adventure
COURTING their way through the nineteen twenties, time-travelers Matt and Page just want to enjoy the Jazz Age, but between corrupt cops and agitating anarchists, their concern quickly turns to making it to the thirties...
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Also by James Litherland
Miraibanashi
Whispers of the Dead
Enemies of the Batsu
Endurance of the Free
Miraibanashi the Trilogy
Slowpocalypse
Durable Impressions
Certain Hypothetical
Threat Multiplication
Compromised Inside
Peripheral Encounters
Starting the Slowpocalypse
Watchbearers
Millennium Crash
Centenary Separation
Uncertain Murder
Prohibited Activities
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About the Author
James Litherland is a graduate of the University of South Florida who currently resides as a Virtual Hermit in the wilds of West Tennessee. He’s lived various places and done a number of jobs – he’s been an office worker and done hard manual labor, worked (briefly) in the retail and service sectors, and he’s been an instructor. But through all that, he’s always been a writer. He is also a Christian who tries to walk the walk (and not talk much.)
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