As I dunked the teabag into the teacup, I could feel the whole universe jiggling around me. Something was wrong.
With every dip, this feeling became more and more intense. I could hear a high-pitched humming in the air. Hesitantly, with a shaking hand, I added the second teaspoon of sugar, and my hair began to stand on end. The air in the kitchen crackled with a strange electricity as I stirred…
I thought I had this whole time travel business pretty much under control. I really did. But it turns out my tea-powered time machine has a mind of its own
