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June 19, 2014

Kal - Nashville, Tennessee

The library is crowded, but with my sunglasses and baseball hat, I am actually unrecognizable. It’s a refreshing feeling. It’s been a few years since I went back to live the life I’d always wanted. Now I can’t imagine any other. A husband. Leo. Laura. Two kids, the love of my life, and a movie career. I had it all.

And I wasn’t the only one.

Nick and Courtney had finally gotten engaged January 1, 2001. Yet, tabloids were speculating about the end of Nick and Courtney’s love affair in the midst of the Black & Blue tour. Both of my friends careers were red hot and rumors of infidelity were high. Courtney was touring with Keith Urban and there was no doubt there was chemistry. Nick was hanging out with Krystal Harris, the singer signed to BSB’s new label. I was sure that there was nothing to the rumors…

But I couldn’t do what I’d been wanting to do for awhile until I made sure…
I make my way to a short-time use computer and sink down at the station. I glance around. Deserted. People are lounging around with their tablets or cell phones. I look back at the screen and double click on Google Chrome.

It takes me only a few minutes to find the information I need. I can’t keep the smile off of my face.

Courtney Ford and Nick Carter Wedding Photos! - People Magazine, May 2002.

Brian Littrell Weds Maggie Delaney - People Magazine, September 2004.

Brian Littrell and Wife Maggie Welcome Son Baylee - People Magazine, July 2005.

Courtney Ford and Nick Carter welcome 1st child, daughter Finley Nichole - People, September 2007.

Courtney Ford’s Stalker Arrested - Nick Carter Cleared of All Charges - People, March 2009.

Nick Carter and Courtney Ford Celebrate 10th Wedding Anniversary - People Magazine, May 2012.

Winnie Littrell Shines as Fiona in Shrek Musical - Cumberland County Playhouse, August 2013.

Nick Carter and Courtney Ford Announce Pregnancy, Reality Show - Entertainment Weekly, June 2014.

I look at Courtney’s face on the screen, smiling brightly in the arms of Nick.

“Congratulations, my friend,” I whisper before logging off.

September 4, 2014

The trip back is quick and painless. I have become far too used to travel. I stare at the device in my hand and take a deep breath. I know our futures and they are good. I drop the device to the ground and close my eyes.

I lift my foot and send it crashing down. I hear the satisfying crunch under my feet.

It is gone. The last travel device. Perhaps somewhere there are scientists slaving away in a lab trying to solve the time space continuum puzzle. Perhaps it will happen many years from now.

None of it matters.

All that matters is that my friends and I have the time of our lives.

Yesterday, today, tomorrow…