“Drink,” she said to me, and her voice seemed to become more melodious and appealing. “A good friend of mine told me that I can pick a woman from the past and travel back in time until I meet her and then have sex with her. She motioned for me to lie on my back on a support similar to the one I encountered when I went for a CT scan, took the watch from my hand and clipped the bracelet in its place, then added, “This bracelet has a lot of functions. I could have endured the misery in which I live, undisturbed.”
She brought me another cup of tea with the elixir in it and we continued to talk and tease me until her medicine kicked in. He pointed to Helen and said, “The only reasonable way to solve it is to send Miss Helen back to her own time.”
Helen just smiled, then after weighing her words, she said, “You will have to find another solution because I do not agree with this one.”
She gestured broadly
