His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a slammed door and the sight of a stunning redhead dressed only in her underwear and an uneven coating of whipped cream.It was '50s underwear,to be sure,but the spectacle was sexy nonetheless.
Jim's attention was further concentrated by recognizing her as the 18-year-old self of his Aunt Eileen,his father's oldest sister,who Grandpa Harrigan had regularly denounced as the naughty one of the family...since this was not where his grandparents had lived,Jim guessed that Eileen had been caught playing in a boyfriend's bedroom and just locked out by the boyfriend's parents.
In his own time Eileen had just died...complications of alcoholism...but here she was utterly gorgeous,with or without the whipped cream.And when she saw Jim in his vintage Ford she darted straight for him,pleading for a ride.
He didn't stop her,but once she was sitting in the car she started having second thoughts."Darn it,my clothes are in there...and if Dad sees me like this..." She took a deep breath."So...where'd you get this car?"
"Hill House",Jim responded.
"No kidding?...Old Mr. Hill disappeared when I was little,I've gone around the grounds a little but never dared go inside...think you could take me there?Maybe I can find some clothes..."
Jim figured he might as well head back to Hill House,since his lab didn't exist in this time,and agreed.When he and Eileen pulled up to the Hill House entrance,
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