Song of the Mockingbird: My Journey with Josefina

I open my eyes on the big rock outside my house. Daisy sits beside me, and I’m wearing my jeans and t-shirt again. My house is there, too. In the window, I see Mom, Dad, and Henry standing around the counter. The whistle is still in my hand. My mouth goes dry.

I prop my elbows on my knees and cover my eyes with my hands. Okay. This is the freakiest thing that’s ever happened to me, but here are the facts. First, I am traveling back and forth through time. Second, playing the mockingbird song sends me into the past and brings me back to my own time. Third, maybe, no time passes in the present while I’m in the past.

I stare down at the flute. I could go back. Why not? It’s scary, but I have been looking for adventure, haven’t I? I take another look at the house. I never thought our flat adobe house could look so much like home, and part of me longs to run inside to my family. But they’ll know I’m gone.