A Life Unexpected (4/15)
Apr. 6th, 2008 01:28 amChapter Four: Chasing A Memory
Ian McCullen was chasing a memory. Or at least he was trying to. He couldn’t have been more than four or five years old at the time, sitting on his Gran’s lap and fiddling with the funny silver pendant she wore around her neck. It was the first day he remembered seeing what Rose Tyler had called a time corridor. This one had been red, though most of the ones afterward had been blue.
He’d asked Gran what it was and she’d gotten a peculiar look on her face. “It’s a secret, Ian,” she told him. “But they won’t hurt you.”
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Ian McCullen was chasing a memory. Or at least he was trying to. He couldn’t have been more than four or five years old at the time, sitting on his Gran’s lap and fiddling with the funny silver pendant she wore around her neck. It was the first day he remembered seeing what Rose Tyler had called a time corridor. This one had been red, though most of the ones afterward had been blue.
He’d asked Gran what it was and she’d gotten a peculiar look on her face. “It’s a secret, Ian,” she told him. “But they won’t hurt you.”
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