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As he lay down, J.J. started thinking about the stone. He wondered what kind of power it had and would he be able to use it. He also wondered if it was just a joke being played on him by a long dead great-grandfather. He’d know soon enough.

He had to figure out how to boil the stone without anyone knowing. The kitchen was open and someone might see him if he did it while anyone was home. Maybe an opportunity would present itself and he would find himself the only one in the house.

J.J. fell asleep. He dreamed of having superpowers. He would fly around the world saving people and catching crooks. It was very exciting. Then he accidentally flew into a wall and crashed to the ground with a loud thud!

“What was that crash?” Jerry asked from the doorway. And what are you doing on the floor?”

“Ah, I was looking for something and I slipped,” he stuttered. “I’m okay.”  He looked at his clock. “Is supper ready?”

“I’ll go check,” Jerry volunteered.

He felt really silly having fallen out of bed onto the hardwood floor. His head hurt a little. He must have bumped it when he landed. What a dummy! That must have been some dream, although he could not remember any of it.

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“After the stone has returned to its normal size, place it back into the strap,” the voice ordered. “Then place the strap around your left wrist. Do not ever remove the bracelet again!”

         J.J. was getting a little worried. “I have been following directions from a talking stone without thinking. And now I am being told to strap this thing to my wrist and to leave it there forever!”

The voice was talking again. “When you use the stone’s power, you will be the only one who knows what is happening. You use the power by once again placing your right thumb onto the stone. It will glow and get warm. You will notice something like a blink and there will be a slight flash. This will turn time back one hour. When this happens everything will be as it was one hour earlier. Nothing will change unless you do something to make it change. Anything you do differently will cause everything else to change in relation to what you do. All that happens during the relived time will be permanent. You cannot go back and change it again.”

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Time Stands Still Chronicles - Book Cover

Time Stands Still Chronicles

“Hi, J.J.,” came the call from somewhere among the branches of one of the cherry trees.

“Which tree are you in?”
“Just follow my voice and climb up. You’ll find me.”
J.J. figured out which tree to climb and started up. He was very careful where he placed his feet. There were a lot of branches so they could stand on one and hold onto a higher branch. It was quite safe that way as long as a foot or hand didn’t slip.
There was one set of branches where Mike could reach out, lean forward, and just grab a higher branch with both hands as he fell forward. He had to not miss the branch he was reaching for or he would fall. The ground was ten or eleven feet below. After grabbing the branch when leaning out he could keep his momentum going and swing over and land his feet on the branch a little lower. The branch where his feet landed was too far away to just step over to it.
“Hey, watch this,” Mike called out proudly as he leaned forward, reached for and grabbed the branch with both hands. As he swung his feet over, the branch he was holding broke off with a loud crack!
“Yeow!” Mike yelled as he fell out of the tree. His feet slid off the branch and he fell straight down. His head bounced off one branch as his back hit another. Finally he landed on the ground with a thud and didn’t move.
“Mike!” screamed J.J. “Can you hear me? Are you all right?” J.J. tried to climb down the tree quickly, but he had to do so safely. Mike was still not moving when he finally got to the ground.
“Talk to me, Mike,” he pleaded with fear in his voice. “Can you move?  Oh God! This can’t be happening!”
Mike didn’t move as J.J. thought what to do. He didn’t know if he should do CPR or run to the house for help. He put his face next to Mike’s chest. He wasn’t breathing. He could not feel or hear Mike’s heart beating. Mike was dead!
Tears flooded J.J.’s eyes. His cousin and best friend was dead. And there was nothing he could do about it. As he rubbed the tears from his eyes, something brushed against the side of his face. It was rough and scratchy. And then he remembered . . . the bracelet! Is it possible to  stop time and send it back one hour so I can save Mike? he thought.