Rose, this trip turned out to be one of the weirdest visits ever.
He wasn’t thrown by the fact that I can travel back in time.
He wasn’t even freaked out by a talking dog.
He acted like this stuff happens to him all the time.
Here’s how it went down.
I grabbed his pants leg with with my teeth and tugged. When he looked down I said, “My name’s Indy and Rose sent me from the year 2015 because she wants me to ask you something.”
He looked at me for a moment, then said, “Okay.”
Rose wants to know, ‘Do you forgive me?’
“Of course I do,” he scowled. “Rose should have known that without having to ask.” He made a slightly distressed face, then asked, “How’s she doing by the way?”
“Better, now,” I said.
“That’s good,” he smiled, “That’s good.”
And then I walked out.