The Boy Who Fell from the Past

A passage. This story is a passage. A chapter from my earliest adventures. A moment in time recounting the first time I traveled through time…or something like that. I may have been dimension hopping. We’re still not certain. Anyway, I share this with you because it was also the first time (time, time, time…) I met Ezekiel and Jacob Trate, or any other member of the Trate family. I share this with you because it was the first time I met Frank. I share this with you because the whole deal was a portal full of fun (you’ll get this joke once you start reading).

Anyway, open up and come on in. Let me introduce you to these folks. Believe it or not, they’ve likely saved your life at some point. They definitely saved mine.

I hope you enjoy our story.

Your friend,
Truant