I realized Dad was headed for the “pantry,” which was really his secret lab (oops! I revealed it!). “Uh,” I stammered, trying to change the subject, “Wanna play again?” Ron glared. “What is he doing?” he asked sternly. “O.K.,” I said, “Don’t tell anyone. The pantry is his lab.” “Cool,” Ron said. We walked in the lab again.

Chapter 2: The Next 3 Centuries

We were in the lab. Sixteen seconds later, Dad spotted us. “What is Ron doing in my secret lab?” Dad asked. I asked, “Why are you talking like that?” Dad groaned.

“I wanna time travel,” Ron complained. I ran to the calculator. I could see silicon chips and wires sticking out.

“That one’s in repair,” Dad explained, “Use the 87^th Century model.” He pointed to a large vehicle-like object. I sat in it with Ron. “Wow,” we cooed. On the side there was a lever. There were two labels, the lever facing neither. The labels read Past and Future.