Chapter 10: Second Timothy: One Plus One Equals One

"Tim, you never did tell me when she is."

"It's kind of strange," Tim admitted. "She's having to stay on the east side so she doesn't meet people who know she's on the west side. She's at both places and it's just a little unusual."

"I'll bet," Wendy said. "We never tried to be in the same time together ... well, except for that time when we came back from Watching it on the lake. That was different ... we blended."

"She's only got to be one and one for another couple of weeks. If you want to visit, now is the time." Tim was fiddling with his watch.

"She won't mind?"

"Other than the fact that you and Junior look like twins and Wendolyn is sure to be jealous... ?" Tim started laughing. "I'm betting she's going to have a problem looking at her mother looking like her daughter."

Wendy whacked him.

"OW! Wench!!"

"Well ... make me old again."

"Can't ... Rejuvenation is just that ... rejuvenation ... you can't go back. You can grow old but we can't make you old. Besides ... you're pretty hot." Tim did the Groucho thing with his eyebrows.

"Junior is 12," Wendy said, "I'm older than that."

"Evidently, you've been staying away from mirrors and you don't know what Junior looks like. Early pubescent onset has done amazing things to that girl. As soon as her hips catch up to her chest..." Tim looked at Wendy closely, "have you started your monthlies? I'll bet not. Now that I look at you ... Junior looks older than you."

"Oh Shit!"

"Yup," he grinned, "puberty again."

"I guess rejuve does have its drawbacks." Wendy shuddered, "I'm going to have to get on birth control." She started whining and cussing. "Shit and fall back in it!"

"Do you want to see her?"

"Only if she doesn't start acting like she's my Mom!"

"You hold tight ... I'll go prepare her for the visit ... you know, she thinks you're dead."

While Wendy was trying to get her breath back from that wee bit of information, Tim popped out.

Wendy unconsciously started to scratch her chest, 'Damn, I wish David was here to itch these.' It dawned on her with a sudden start... 'I'm growing boobs!! AGAIN!' She sighed. "I wonder how tall I am?"

"Well, cutie. I'd say about four foot eight. You're about my age, I'd say. My name is James ... what's yours?"

"My name is Wendy. Are those your parents?" Wendy was looking at an older couple with a pair of truly beautiful 15 or 16 year old twin blonds. The woman looked familiar ... the neighborhood looked familiar ... even the boat at the dock looked familiar. 'When did I get to Pentwater?'

"Grandparents ... and my bratty sisters."

The older couple came over ... the twin blonds, naturally stayed where they were.

"Introduce your friend, Jimmy." The familiar looking woman said.

"Grandmother!"

"Sorry, ... James." She gave her husband that look. The one that says it all ... and says nothing at the same time.

"My name is Wendy ... Wendy Wanzor..." That was as far as she got, The woman fainted. Her husband caught her just inches from the pavement. There was quite a commotion. Wendy dropped to her knees and started to loosen clothing and fan the woman's face. The twins were bouncing around causing their own stir. Chirps and squeals and assorted noises distracted the husband just long enough for the woman to whisper in Wendy's ear.

"Wendy? ... You're dead..."

"Kim?"

"Yes. Wendy?"

"Yes."

In the end, Tim showed up, took charge and moved everyone to the Antler Bar. Wendy still had no idea how she ended up in Pentwater in 2012.

Gossip ensued...

Kim was 70..."If I'd had any idea how badly my body would feel at 70, I'd have taken better care of it before I turned 30"

"I know what you mean."

"Well ... look at you. You look 12."

"I'm over five thousand years old."

"No!"

"Yes."

"Oh my God."

"It's part of the watch and no damn fun."

"Well, you look like Wendolyn's Wendy."

James and the twins were Gwendolyn's kids...

"The girls are attractive and so popular!"

The courts awarded Kim custody, but only after an investigation into malfeasance in the Social Services. (The pretty girls were going to the highest bidder.)

... Gwen and her husband were killed in a car wreck just after Wendy's 911 Memorial. Drunk driver in Milwaukee.

"No ... not Gwen. But it's a wonder..."

... Rachael was turned 70, her husband died of 'natural causes, ' ... Rache should be off parole next year...

"You do know the courts recognize Rache as a natural cause?"

"When did that happen?"

"The death or the natural causes?"

"About a year after ... well ... you know, you were there in it."