Chapter 105

Even though it was well past time for me to turn into a sweatpants goblin, I made a beeline for my grimoire on the kitchen table.

"Want to help, Studmuffin?" I asked while taking a seat.

"Must...snoozle..." He dropped his head face first into the window seat cushion. Poor guy couldn't even make it to the bedroom.

I, however, was feeling pretty good, all things considered. I'd been awake for three hours in real-life time, not time-travel time. Um, wow. With thoughts like that, it was kind of a wonder my brain hadn't spontaneously combusted.

Taking a deep breath, I flipped open my grimoire to the index. When the letters stopped disco dancing, I finally found what I was looking for.

Time travel, see potions - p. 703 - 1002

Oh good. So just some light reading of nearly three hundred pages for the night, then. This was fine. Everything was great.

With a loud groan, I turned to page 703 and began.