“Good evening,” came Eli’s voice from the hallway, “Lizzie,
you didn’t tell me we were having company.”

“Eli, this is Sarah Inman. She’s lost and we need to take her
to town to find her parents.”

“I see,” Eli grunted. “Did Willy feed the horses?”

“Yes, he just finished.”

“There’s plenty to do around here when I’m at the Tile Mill.
He needs to chop wood and paint the barn tomorrow
while I’m in town. It’s nice to meet you, Sarah,” Eli said,
forcing a smile. “Lizzie, can I talk to you in the kitchen?”

“Just a minute, Sarah. I’ll be right back.” Lizzie said.

“Who’s this girl, Lizzie? I didn’t plan on taking nobody to
town with me.”

“She’s just a girl, Eli. She’s lost and confused, and she says
her last name is Inman. Says she’s from the future – a little game we’ve been playing all afternoon.”

“What? You can’t be serious. A twelve year old child comes
by ling to you like that an you take her in. She’s probably just
a freeloader,” Eli said.

“I know, Eli, but I feel sorry for her,” Lizzie said.

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