She took a little time to catch her breath. The steep climb from the village had taken much out of her. Before too long her strength would return, and she would take small journeys like this in stride, but the enforced idleness of the past months told on her. If only the sun could shine all year, she reflected. It was always damp in that rambling old building they called home. There, her father prepared and practiced his sermons, and ill health had already taken her two elder sisters to early graves.

This was, without doubt, a most unhealthy place. But her father always thanked God for whatever gifts He chose to bestow, conveniently forgetting what He chose to take away. Even her school days had been marred with sickness and death, and she had already lost several close friends to the dreaded typhus that

"Charlotte," the man shouted. "Charlotte. Is that you?"

Suddenly, the scene changed. The moors were gone, replaced by the outline of a small transparent room at the edge of a neatly kept garden. She could see the ocean through a clump of trees, and a range of mountains in the far distance, to her left. Before them, was a lovely house, so different from anything she had ever previously encountered, all gleaming and white. "Where am I?" was all she could think of to say.

She smiled. "Yes, I think I do." She entered the chamber, noting for the first time a small dial on a control panel. The year read 1845. She glanced towards Colin and smiled again. Within seconds they were back on the hillside overlooking her home.

"Why, Jane Eyre of course," replied Colin. "Look!"

"Then I have to get back," she said. "My family will become concerned about me. I'll have to say no to your hamburger, I'm afraid. Thank you for what you have shown me. I find it very interesting. Very interesting indeed."

Her two younger sisters, her only real friends in this desolate place, were also sickly, and would no doubt benefit from a period of prolonged sunshine. But she knew only too well that this sudden appearance of the sun was only temporary, and that the rains and winds would soon return before they could truly say that winter was over. Without a doubt, there would be several more weeks spent in their cold room, passing time writing and drawing, and telling each other the stories they had made up.

"I'm doing a college project," explained Colin with conviction. "I'm researching how people react when they discover that something they did many years ago was still remembered many years after their deaths. I'm going to see Albert Einstein tomorrow."

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Approximate Word count = 1974
Approximate Pages = 8 (250 words per page double spaced)