Alex and Emily continue their Recon mission to 1917 Hartford. After which Sand Dollar takes a trip to the North Atlantic. What manner of chaos could a wave cause for Capt. Steinert and her crew and how could it possibly affect the timeline?

Sing a Healing Song, Chapter 12

The next week, my dad kept me busy by taking me to every tacky tourist destination in or around Edmonton. We walked around a re-creation of the original Fort Edmonton, we strolled past animatronic dinosaurs in an artificial Jurassic zoo (honest), and we ambled among amazing flowers inside a glass pyramid (again, honest). He even took me to a restaurant called Mavericks that served the best cinnamon buns I have ever tasted in my life.

Sing a Healing Song, Chapter 8

The next morning, I woke up before my parents, and I still had all this energy, I went out for another run, but this time, I didn’t bump into any boys. Which I was almost disappointed by ...

I made it back home, and I had time to shower and changed into one of the outfits I had actually asked for that Mom bought yesterday - a pair of casual sweat pants and a matching t-shirt. I had briefly considered a skirt, but I decided I just wasn’t ready for that just yet ...

Sing a Healing Song, Chapter 6.

Both my dad and I looked at the woman in the doorway trying to keep our jaws from hitting the floor. In the reality where I was a boy, my mom had died giving birth to me.

Yet, here she was, apparently alive.

But then, gratitude overcame shock, and I ran to her, and hugged her fiercely.

“Whoa, Fiona. Not so hard, you’ll break me.”

I started crying.

“Honey? What’s wrong?” She said.

“I’ve missed you so much!”

Sing a Healing Song, Chapter 5.

I’ll give my dad credit - after a moment of shock, he recovered nicely and listened to me recount my encounter without interrupting until I finished.

Then he sighed, and said, “I guess there are worse things than to discover you’re hetrosexual.”

“Well ... I could be bi. I mean, I haven’t been exposed to a lot of girls, yet.”

He gave me a “I dont want to hear this” look, and sighed again.

“Look. This might be premature, but if you like guys, I need to give you a talk about ... sex.”