Whit’s End

Beth looked at the dashboard of the Model T Imagination Station. The light next to Amelia’s name flashed green.

Patrick stepped out of the Imagination Station first. Beth got out too. It seemed like ages since she’d been at Whit’s End. The familiar room helped her feel safe. She also enjoyed being in normal clothes again.

Whit stood behind one of his workbenches. He moved to the Imagination Station to greet them. “Great work,” he said to them.

“But we didn’t save William Tyndale,” Patrick said. He took out the earbud and handed it to Whit. “He died, didn’t he?”

Whit put a hand on Patrick’s shoulder. “William was in prison for more than a year. Later he was executed. But his death made Reformers angry. They worked harder to print more New Testaments. Months later, King Henry the Eighth allowed English Bibles into the country.”

“I feel as if we failed,” Beth said. “I wish Amelia hadn’t been there.”

Whit chuckled. “Sometimes help comes from odd places. You would have been too afraid to talk to the royals without her. She reminded you that people in the Bible had courage. And it was Amelia who saved you from prison and worse.”

Beth remembered that Amelia had mentioned Queen Esther. And the scientist had kept King Henry from putting her in prison. It had seemed selfish of Amelia at the time. But maybe she did care about Beth, at least a little.

“We did help James, Molly, and Stephen,” Patrick said. “Sort of. They had things well planned out. They were smart, like you, Mr. Whittaker.”

“You did make a difference!” Whit said. “Stephen and Molly were my ancestors. They helped with the Reformation throughout their lives. And I obviously wouldn’t be here without them.”

“So if Molly had died, you wouldn’t be here,” Patrick said.

“And there would be no Whit’s End and no adventures,” Beth said.

Whit smiled. There was a bright twinkle in his eyes. He moved to the Model T and put his hand on the hood. “Speaking of adventures,” he said, “I need a little more help.”

Beth said, “Pray reveal how you need aid.” She was going to miss all that sixteenth-century English.

Patrick laughed and then said, “Verily, we shall assist.”

“Amelia is on her own in the other Imagination Station,” he said. “She thinks she’s in control with the old remote she found when Beth was with Molly. But I sent her somewhere fit for troublemakers.”

Beth remembered the lights on the dashboard. “Amelia’s light is green. Does that mean she’s safe?”

Whit stroked his chin. “She’s safe for now. But she’ll soon find a way to put herself in danger.”

“Where?” Beth asked.

Whit told them.

Beth gasped. She felt a bit afraid.

Patrick did a fist pump. “That’s great! I’ve always wanted to go there!”

Where did Whit send Amelia? And how will that affect Patrick and Beth’s next adventure? Find out in Imagination Station #33: Double Cross Down Under. To learn more about this and other Imagination Station adventures, visit TheImaginationStation.com.