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Abandoned in Time: Doorways to the Past, #1
Abandoned in Time: Doorways to the Past, #1
Abandoned in Time: Doorways to the Past, #1
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A mysterious note on the library floor says to meet at the abandoned tire factory. 

Who is it meant for? Certainly not Ali, but she shows up anyway. 

Entering the factory sends Ali into another world, another time: World War II. 

In this tale of lost love and sacrifices made in a time of war, can Ali set right events in the past that, if left unchecked, will alter her family’s future, including her own? 

The three books in the Doorways to the Past Time Travel series are clean reads. These short stories are suitable for most ages so come along on the adventure! 

Abandoned in Time is Book 1 in the new time travel series, Doorways to the Past. This short story is a clean read suitable for all ages.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMaggie West
Release dateApr 17, 2016
ISBN9781533748058
Abandoned in Time: Doorways to the Past, #1

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    Abandoned in Time - Maggie West

    Chapter 1

    Ali Cummings pulled into the lot next to the abandoned tire factory and put her car in park. The place was quiet on this June evening. Way too quiet for her liking. Anything that seemed out of sorts, she’d learned, was never a good sign. She absentmindedly twiddled her thumbs as she rested her hands on the top of the steering wheel. Peering under the visor, Ali lowered her head to get a better look at the top of the old building. She then looked at the note she’d found on the floor of the library in front of the microfiche machines. It had simply read:

    A-

    Meet me at the tire factory, eleven o’clock.

    -D

    Named for her grandmother, Alice Cummings had lived in Grand Junction all her life, as had her parents and her grandparents before them. Her life wasn’t what she’d call exactly boring, but tonight was too intriguing to pass up. Hanging out with Jeff or Bethany or Jamie didn’t seem all that interesting all of a sudden. With the task at hand in her thoughts, Ali muttered, Wonder what this is all about.

    She shut off the ignition. And now it was even quieter, if that was possible. Ali felt even more uneasy than before as she listened to the critters making music in the evening air. A chill went up her spine and she knew it wasn’t from the temperature outside that had dropped this evening from the day’s pleasant high of 75. She wiggled her toes in her flip-flops. Wish I’d worn real shoes and a jacket.

    The abandoned building had once been a thriving factory until a decade or so earlier. The product it churned out? Tires. Car tires specifically. Most recently anyway. But the company had moved its operations out of state and left behind the now derelict brick building with its large windows. Many of the windows were slanted open, for ventilation, Ali imagined. Even now some of the windows that hadn’t been shattered by kids throwing rocks were angled out away from the building. The moon glinted off the glossy surface of some casting an eerie glow in the night sky.

    Grand Junction was the only place Ali and her family had ever lived. The tire factory had played a big role in their lives. Her grandfather and father had worked there, and when it shut down, Ali’s father, Larry Cummings, had had to find new work. He’d landed a job with the county doing road repairs. He said it was a good next step, going from making tires to fixing the roads where those tires were driven.

    At 28 Ali was settling into her fourth year working at the Grand Junction main library. Her English degree hadn’t been exactly marketable in the medium-sized city, and when an assistant reference librarian position opened up she’d applied. The pay was nothing to write home about but to Ali, it beat flipping burgers or being a nanny like several of her college friends, also English majors. Dumb, dumb, dumb degree, Ali said to the windshield, thinking about how funny life turned out. You think you’ll do one thing and you end up at the library! But Ali realized early on that there were far worse places she could be working.

    Sitting behind the wheel of her car, Ali began debating the wisdom of coming to the factory alone. She’d told no one where she was going—Who would I tell?—and even though she had no reason to think anything bad would happen to her, she realized something could. Who would know? Who would miss me? Of course if she didn’t show up for work at ten the next morning, Marge Stotler, the reference librarian and more importantly, her boss, would miss her. Who would do the

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