Seeing a large carved pumpkin on the kitchen table, Mary asked, “Mom, where did the jack-o-lantern come from?”
“When I went to door to get my package from FedEx, I found it outside by the door.”
I don’t believe it. It’s impossible. This is the same pumpkin I just carved when George took me into the past. How did it get here? Mom found it on the spot where George left it.
“Mom. Did you find any roasted pumpkin seeds near it as well?”
“I did. Why are you asking?”
“No reason. I’m just curious.”