Miranda has an odd friend named Marcus who knows a lot about time machines, another friend
named Sal who has stopped hanging out with her, and a man—not really a friend—who sleeps
under the mailbox out front. And then there are those mysterious notes from someone who seems
to know quite a lot, but also needs her to write about everything that’s happening in her
twelve-year-old life.
— Michael Main
So if they
had gotten home five minutes before they left, like
those ladies
promised they would, then they would have seen
themselves get back. Before they left.