time, she was focused on completing projects, on getting things done, and if that meant sweeping everything from the desk onto the floor to make more room, that was what she would do.
Now, standing at her dresser, Miri absently put some hair clips back into their tiny drawer and gave Molly a quick sideways glance. There she was, at thedesk, bent over a book. Homework. Miri got into her pjâs and brushed her hair. Putting on her glasses, she leaned into the mirror, fingering the rhododendron scrape on her forehead. It was long and crooked and purplish. It would be a great scar, Miri thought. She could say sheâd received it in a duel. âHey, Molly, you think Iâm going to get a scar?â
Molly twitched. âWhat?â
âSorry,â said Miri, subdued. âNever mind.â She watched Mollyâs reflection, her stillness, her unblinking eyes. Slowly, Miri continued to brush her hair, watching. Molly didnât move. âWhat homework are you doing?â she asked.
âWhat? Oh. Math,â said Molly.
Miri frowned. âPretty weird that youâve got your Spanish book in front of you then.â
Molly looked down at her book. âOh.â
There was a long silence.
Miri tried again. âHowâd you know about that Meridan guy?â
After a moment, Molly frowned. âWhat?â
âThat guy. Come up if you love your country,â said Miri. âThe general. You know.â
âSheridan,â said Molly, still not looking up. âItâsfrom before. The Civil War was still a big deal in 1935. Everyone knew that stuff. There were still people around whoâd been in it.â
Ugh. Before. So much for changing the subject. Miri decided to go for it, âMolly, whatâre you thinking? I mean, I know youâre worrying, becauseâbecause I know, but thereâs nothing you can
do
.â She frowned at the back of Mollyâs head. âEven if we could go back, through the kitchen door like today, what would you do? I mean, thereâs no way for you to stop it or fixââ She broke off. It occurred to her that there
was
one way to fix it. Maudie would remain alive if Molly were never born. Miri glanced incredulously at the back of Mollyâs head. âYouâre not thinking that you shouldnât be born, are you?â
Molly shifted in her chair.
âMolly, thatâs totally crazy. You canât stop yourself from existing, because you
do
exist, so you have to exist.â Miri realized she was arguing herself into a corner, but she kept going. âYou canât just subtract yourself from the world. Youâre already here!â
Molly said softly, âI wasnât always here. You know that. I was added. I could be subtracted.â
âNo, you couldnât!â
âMagic is just a way of setting things right,â Molly continued as if Miri hadnât spoken. âWhy would magic have sent us back to 1918 today unless Iâm supposed to save Maudie?â
âThat wouldnât be setting anything right!â Miri yelled. âThat wouldnât make anything better! That would make things a lot, lot worse!â
âNot for Maudie. Not for my dad,â said Molly.
âWhatâre you going to do, kidnap her and take her away so she never meets him?â Molly looked quickly away, out the window, and Miri realized that her guess had come fairly close to the truth. âYou canât! Thatâs crazy!â she snapped, rubbing at the tears that were leaking out from under her glasses.
Molly turned to look at her, and Miri saw her bite her lip. âI guess youâre right,â she said. âYouâre probably right. Itâs a stupid idea.â She blinked. âDonât worry about it.â
Miri swiped at her cheeks angrily. âDonât worry about it, she says. Donât worry that you want to go back in time and stop yourself from being born. Okay, I
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