“Who are you? And where’s Greg?” I repeated, looking around the room. Even the kitchen was decorated differently. There was a big-ass microwave with an old fashion knob instead of the small one we’d brought. The silver refrigerator had been replaced with a yellow one.
How much did this prank cost him? Hiring the actress had to have cost a small fortune. She was good. She looked at me like I was the crazy one.
“What’s wrong with you today? Okay, I’ll play. I’m Charlie. The roomie who you said to last night, and I quote, “I love you more than MTV, Charlie.”
I stared at her as she blinked, waiting for my response. I wanted to laugh and congratulate her for a good performance. Instead, I had a sinking feeling that she was telling the truth.
Charlie turned back to the stove. “You slept all day. Sorry I had to wake you, but you promised Lou that you’d open up Magic this afternoon.”
“Don’t you mean Jitters?”
She laughed. “You’re in need of serious caffeine.” There’s a mug for you on the counter.
Sipping my coffee, I watched Charlie as she continued to sing and wondered how long Greg was going to go along with the charade. The song ended and switched to the news.
“And in national news, President Reagan reiterated his presidential record to date in last night’s radio address from Camp David...”
Coffee spewed onto the counter.
President Reagan?
Dashing to the radio, I picked it up and searched for a microchip or USB device that could hold a digital recording.
“Uh, Nicole, what are you doing?” Charlie looked at me funny.
“Is this a new iPod design?”
“What’s an iPod?”
“Never mind. I’ll Google it. Where’s my laptop? I went to the corner desk in the living room where I usually kept it. There was a typewriter sitting where my laptop should have been.
Charlie laughed from behind me. “You’re so funny. iPod, laptop, Google. Where do you come up with these words? Next thing you’ll be asking if I’ve seen your domahicky.”
“Everyone knows what an—” I froze as I took in everything around me: the radio, the phone, the typewriter. “What’s the date?”
“Sunday.”
“Not the day, the date.”
“I don’t know. Who keeps track? There’s a calendar on the side of the fridge. You should know; you put it there.” She shook her head.
I dashed to the fridge and snatched the calendar.
“It’s not possible.” I sank to the floor.
There it was in black and white, a large block of numbers indicating the year.
1984.
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Can gravity pull you back and never let go?
Confused and distraught, Nicole Ashford wakes up in 1984 without knowing what has brought her back in time. Determined to find her way back home to her life in 2002, she sets out to find answers. But those answers lead her to what she never thought she'd find--the love her life, Jax Reynolds. Torn between going forward and staying back, she must decide where she truly belongs. But is the choice really hers or does destiny have a different plan?
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