Victoria looked down at the necklace her daughter was
wearing and then immediately her eyes moved to Future Derrick. “This whole time
it was around Alyssa’s neck?”
“I—uh…well…” Future Derrick stammered.
“She’s had it this whole time and yet you’re taking us on a
world tour of old haunts? You never intended for me to find it, did you,
Derrick?” Victoria asked, anger searing her glare.
“Victoria, please, you have to understand…”
“Understand what, Derrick? That you were wasting time until
our spell ran its course, forcing us to leave here empty-handed? What was the
point of any of this?”
“I just wanted you to see—see where it all happened, know
what took place that night and try to…try to avoid it.”
“Derrick…”
