Ava wasted no time in going up to the front door, weak as she felt--she had to find those bottles. Who could have come so recently? The place had been abandoned for years.
She realized Abe wasn't next to her anymore. He'd stopped at the edge of the lawn. "Come on," she urged, impatient to investigate.
Abe shook his head. "I can't go in there," he said firmly. "It's dangerous for us non-time-moving folk. You go ahead," he added. "I'll wait here."
Ava rolled her eyes. "It's not a timepiece," she said. "It's just a creepy old house at the end of a long road!"
But Abe stood his ground. "It mightn't be a timepiece like the other one, but it is certainly something--something dangerous. For me, anyway."
She threw up her hands in defeat. "Whatever!" she said. "We don't have time for this. I'll be right back."