Love In The Present Tense

Adrian

Uncle Claude has always been a little odd. First it was only little things such as tapping the door 6 times before opening it or the time when he went completely nude for a whole month!. But this has to take the biscuit, Time Travel. Ha!, he can't be for real

"I think it's official you have lost it, I may as well start looking for a mental hospital now".

" Adrian listen!. This is not to be taken lightly."

" Well you know what uncle Claude, I Don't Care!. I'm trying to be patient (God knows I'm trying), but I can't take this anymore. Im 21 not 8, I stopped believing in those stories along time ago"

"Adrian bu....."

I slammed the front door before he could finish his sentence. Arggghhhh that man can be so frustrating, so many years I've listen to his stories of time travel but this time he's gone to far. Spending all our rent money on copper wire and whatever. I don't know what to do, all the money gone. All our savings gone!, what's the point he won't understand. He never UNDERSTANDS!.

Just as I kicked the last stone of our dirt driveway, I screamed in frustration. "Argggghhhh!!!" And for some reason that seem to make me feel better. What's the point in being angry, he doesn't see the logical side of life. He just sees the molecules of it, he has always looked at life from a different veiw.

Now I've calmed down, I head back towards the house. Just before I turn the knob to the front door, I pause and think for a second. I shouldn't of lashed out at him like that, he can't help the way he is. He was the one who took me in when no one else would. I took a deep breath in, and turned the knob.

As I walked in I called for him "uncle Claude im sorry for the way I reacted, I shouldn't of lashed out like that. Im sorry". I walked from the lounge to the kitchen. Where could he be, "uncle Claude, where are you". I proceded to walk up stairs calling his name as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I walked into his room and I saw a piece of paper addressed to me.

'Adrian gone to test my theory at boardwalk forest, see you in the future'

I raced down the stairs and slammed on brakes when I hit the kitchen. "Keys!, where are the keys". I sifted through the papers he had left lying around the kitchen table. Damn it, there not here. "He didn't".

I raced out the front door and ran to the garage, "he has!". Hes taken the bloody car, but he hasn't driven since the 60's. Shit, I hear the bus pulling up at the bus stop around the corner. Before I knew it I was sprinting like a mad man trying to catch it.

I see it starting to pull away,"No wait" I scream so loud people probably think im being murdered. I slam my right hand hard against the glass door, the bus driver stops. I try to pull my breathing together so I can string a sentence.

"Bro..ok..land Ave..nue pl..pl..please".

"Alright son, that will be a pound".

I chuck him what ever I change I have in my pocket and find the nearest seat. As im catching my breath I ponder what sought of state I was going to find uncle Claude in.

The bus pulls up to Brookland Avenue and I jump off in a flash. I race down the road and hit the forest that outlines our small village. I can see what looks like a search light radiating through the trees. I carry on running,not even paying attention to wear my feet are treading.

I see him in front of me and I slow my running pace down to a slight jog, untill I eventually stop. "Uncle Claude, what are you doing"

"Ah, Adrian my lad just in time"

Just as he said that the aluminium helmet he is wearing started to glow, along with the tree to the left of him that he had connected with the copper wires.

"Uncle Claude this doesn't seem safe, come with me".

It was too late... as I said that his whole body started to glow. I jumped on him and the both of us were now glowing until eventually we were absorbed.