A NOVEL OF TRAVEL BACK IN TIME
This reminded me. I needed to find out the date and year I was in.
But first I needed to make the proper greeting. “Hattie, I’m pleased to make your acquaintance.”
She smiled. I couldn’t help but notice that she was missing a tooth in her lower front row.
Then I asked, “I’ve lost count of days. Could you tell me which day it is?”
“Why, it’s the 2nd of September,” she said.
“Just to make sure, what year?” I asked.
“1862,” she said. Then she eyed me again and asked, “Ya sure ya didn’t fall on your head instead get sick?”
I just chuckled and took another swig of coffee.
“What do I owe ya for taking such good care of me?” I asked.
“Ya had a good amount of cash on ya when you came into our care. It’s in your trousers on the hanger in the bedroom. I leave it up to you.”
It surprised me that the money I had kept with me wasn’t considered worthless or counterfeit. I thought I would have to trade manual labor for anything I owed her.
“I can’t remember the amount I had. I better recount it.” I got up and headed for the bedroom. I retrieved my trousers and pulled the money out of the left front pocket. There were two $20 bills and $10 bill. However, the real kicker was they weren’t my kind of U. S Treasury bills. They were U.S Treasury bills that had to be compatible with the 1860’s.
Hattie had said there was a good amount of cash on me when they found me, and these bills were totally different from the currency in my time.
I just sat there for a few moments in a quandary. How did my money change to this time period? Who was orchestrating this whole experience? Could I get back to my time and place?