"Jon? Jon Gibson? Is that you?" A voice said from behind him.
He turned around. It was a woman. It took him a long time to realize who it was.It was Ellen Jackson. They were in a few classes together. But she was much older. She looked to be their parent's age.
"It's me...Ellen Jackson. I sat next to you in history class junior year, remember?"
"Yeah, sure," he said. He'd wished Sarah would see her future. Apparently, he'd come along for the ride.
