“Wait – Inez?”
To your surprise, she walks right up to you and starts tugging on your sleeve. "Come here," she growls.
Shock, confusion, and suspicion war in her head as you let her half-lead, half-drag you back into her emptying classroom. She waits until her last classmate is out the door and then she turns to face you.
"I need you to cut it out."
"Cut what out?"
"You've looped – what – maybe a dozen times by now?" she asks. "And you're not getting anywhere with me, are you?"
"You know about the –" you begin, but then you get it. "You're from the future."
"Yes."
"And you came back her to tell me…."
"To stop embarrassing yourself."
Then she touches the house key hanging around her neck and she’s gone.
You stand there for several moments, not quite sure what just happened. Then you shake your head wryly. Nothing left to do, you suppose, except