The Many Writings of K. A. Jones

“I want you to come with us,” Ian said, wrapping his arms around Amanda’s waist.

Amanda stared at the car, which looked innocuous. It seemed impossible that they’d been able to turn it into a time machine, but apparently that was what they’d done, using fae magic. Ethan stood next to them and she tried not to think of the time they’d been spending together, focusing on the fact her boyfriend was asking her to travel through time with him. She should have said no. No was the only sensible answer. Neither Ethan or Ian knew enough about magic for the car to be safe, even though Ethan had gone to the fae school for a few months, so there was every chance something would go wrong.

“Are you sure it’s going to work?” Amanda asked, running a hand over her forehead.

There was a long silence. “No, we’re not sure,” Ian finally replied, sounding calm. “I think it will, but neither of us can know for certain if it’s going to work until we try it.”

“It may just be a car,” Ethan said. “The magic we used may not have worked, so all we’ll end up doing is driving around. Our plan is to travel a few years into the future, see what the Earth is like, and then come back, without anyone even noticing that we’ve gone, but there are problems with every part of that plan.”

“Ethan…” Ian growled.

“She needs to know, Ian. We could get her stuck in the future if things go very wrong.” Ethan touched Amanda’s shoulder. “The magic should be easily controllable, but I’m not a full blooded fae. It may not work for me in the way it was said to work for the fae. We could end up going further into the future than we planned, not going as far, ending up on another world, getting stuck wherever it is we end up, or something totally unexpected could happen.”

Pulling out of Ian’s arms Amanda turned to look at them both. She hadn’t needed Ethan to tell her all the things that could go wrong, because she’d already thought of them, but she was glad one of them had. It meant one of them was thinking about what they were about to do. Unfortunately it was the wrong one. Ethan… sighing, she looked at him, and then at Ian. Even though she’d never meant for it to happen she’d become closer to Ethan since he’d left the fae school, which was why she was seriously thinking about getting in the car with them. Her answer should have been no, there were too many risks, and yet she knew that wasn’t going to be her answer.

“I don’t know,” Amanda said, stalling for time.

“Ethan’s being melodramatic. The magic will either work or it won’t,” Ian replied, as though it was that simple, but it only made Amanda more unsure. He’d just told her that he knew nothing about fae magic, nothing about the rumours that we’re going around about how it had affected their Earth, and that lack of knowledge made him dangerous. “Don’t you want to see the future?”

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.