fourteen-year-old you.” I held out my hand. “That was you. That was you, right now.” She came to me and placed her ear against my chest. “Strange, since I have absolutely no memory of that ever not happening.” I slumped down next to her on the couch. Lena, bigger now and age appropriate, sat on my lap and put her arms around my neck. “Karl, you meant the world to me that day. You told me I was beautiful and that was the first and pretty much only time I ever heard anyone say that. How can you say that changing the past is a bad thing? You saved my life.”
