Chapter 15

“I don’t even think I believe in time travel.”

“Well, we can’t count it out. Some strange things have been happening to you. I’m not sure I get it. And you probably don’t either.”

Gio was right. Steve didn’t get it. Not in the slightest. His passing out and sporadic states of unconsciousness were a mystery to him. Maybe he was lacking vitamin B-12 in his diet, or something like that. The body was a finely working machine, and if it wasn’t cared for well enough, neglected in the slightest, passing out could occur, right? He thought so. Any reasonable doctor would have agreed with him, of course, if they weren’t a quack.

“Take me inside. Will you, please?” Steve asked, attempting to stand.

Gio helped him up, pulling on one arm, tugging his lover up and out of the heap of snow. Together, they tromped through the thick snow, leaving the shovel behind. He felt Gio hold his right side, balancing him through the tundra.

“Did you hit your head?” asked Gio.