I nearly bawked when she told you the year. It was almost a decade before I was born. Mom would be no more than a teenage at this time. Speaking of which I turned down the hallway and saw her, it was unmistakably my mom, I just knew it. She was barley even a teenage, just like me. And she was rather cute, DAMN IT NO! Bad brain this is your fucking MOM we’re talking about here.
To her right and left were Mrs. Gabrielli and Jansons, though I suppose I should call them Grace and Sherril since neither were married yet. Funny, I didn’t know they were all friends, even back then, it just never came up.
I know I should just get out before I caused some kind of time paradox, but I did make a wish to come here. To time travel just to instantly leave would be a waist of a wish. Plus who wouldn’t want to explore such an interesting decade as this? I could also just avoid them, but again my whole reason for coming here was to get to know the girls when they were my age.
Crap! Their getting closer. Should I disguise myself? It’s not like I’ll be recognized given I won’t even be conceived for at least another ten years, but maybe I’ll cause some kind of paradox. Didn’t mom say she met dad around this time? Maybe I can avoid damaging the space time continuum if I use the ring to look like him. Wait, was it my dad? It might have been one of the other girls husbands now that I think about it. Why didn’t I pay more attention when they talked about their lives!?
Either way their getting closer, no avoiding them now...