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Chapters (27)
  1. Chapter 01:00: Elle
  2. Chapter 02:00: The Predictive
  3. Chapter 03:00: MC2
  4. Chapter 04:00: Oops
  5. Chapter 05:00: Leap 2048
  6. Chapter 06:00: Ferrari Forever
  7. Chapter 07:00: Names
  8. Chapter 08:00: Undercover
  9. Chapter 09:00: Cake
  10. Chapter 10:00: Game
  11. Chapter 11:00: The Red Hat
  12. Chapter 12:00: The Understory
  13. Chapter 13:00: Rite of Passage
  14. Chapter 14:00: The Law of The Jungle
  15. Chapter 15:00: Eve
  16. Chapter 16:00: Mind Over Matter
  17. Chapter 17:00: To Bake My Bread
  18. Chapter 18:00: Survival of The Fittest
  19. Chapter 19:00: 0 To 60 In 1.4 Seconds
  20. Chapter 20:00: The Predictive
  21. Chapter 21:00: 2100
  22. Chapter 22:00: Infinites
  23. Chapter 23:00: 3-Leap
  24. Chapter 00:00: Continuum
  25. Acknowledgements
  26. About the Author
  27. Extract from The Time-Thief

I fetch myself a piece of coconut cake and eat it. Cake makes me think of the leap celebration and the leap celebration makes me think of Grandma. When I get home, it will be the 29th of February 2020 and I’ll be able to celebrate my birthday again with Grandma. I’ll make Grandma the vegan birthday cake out of coconut cream, white sugar, white flour and lots of baking powder to make it rise. I think Grandma will like it.

Chapter 17:00: To Bake My Bread

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TO BAKE MY BREAD

Today SOS L is going to happen.

I don’t know how but I do know when. 23:00. Tuesday, 3 March 2048. Ama thinks Kwesi sent it first time round but we’ll never be able to trace the sender because I deleted it. I still don’t know. But it definitely wasn’t sent by Pete LMS because Pete LMS is in my school in 2020 and he can’t leap to 2048 to send the text.

Big Ben still isn’t talking to me. I don’t know what’s wrong with that boy. Today, my heart’s like a balled-up fist in my chest, it’s so hard to breathe. There’ve been so many Oopses, I think they should rename this week Oops 2048.

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The first Oops is breakfast. My routine is to run before breakfast, then go back to the chalet to shower. This morning, the sky’s still red with the sunrise and so foggy I can hardly see Fiona – and she’s bright green! I can’t see any sky traffic at all. I peer ahead of me. Big Ben isn’t standing by Fiona to meet me. His routine is get up and admire Fiona before we go on our run. Before we start running, he always says, ‘I’m going to hack into Fiona in drive mode,’ and I say, ‘No, you’re not.’ His uncle taught him to drive not fly. I haven’t seen him since dinner.

Fiona’s parked where she usually is. There’s a smoky smell coming from The Beanstalk. You can’t usually smell breakfast cooking so strongly. It’s a good thing and a bad thing. A good thing because I like the smell, even though it’s strong; it smells of salt and fat, it makes my mouth water, and it’s a bad thing because it’s the smell of meat. Bacon! Surely Season hasn’t become a Carnivore overnight!