Gyroscope Review 15-1 - Page 21

I Reach Across the River of Time by Steve Klepetar and there you are, running, always running as if your brother would chase you forever through mists, his red face twisted in rage, gaining, and your sister crying, her tears huge and hot as you twist around the narrow passages of our world, those tunnels under buildings where you lose him in the dark. And then you’re alone, building a model plane, gluing gray, plastic pieces so carefully that ev