We found the anomaly on the second day.
“The year,” I breathed. “Leo sent the postcard in 2009.” Triangle -2009-
“You shouldn’t have come, sis. Now there are three of us.” We found the anomaly on the second day
But I saw it then—a glint of yellow plastic wedged into the silvery material. A piece of a postcard rack. The same one from the gift shop in the photo. Triangle -2009-
“My brother is in there.”
Leo hadn’t vanished. He’d stepped through.