Calvin & Ari, Saturday morning He got there before sunrise, just like the vision, but he'd thought he matched the vision the last couple of days as well, and there'd been nothing. "This is stupid," he muttered, sitting down on a rock at the edge of the beach and pulling his collar up against the cold breeze blowing across the back of his neck.
But if it wasn't going to happen, Calvin had to know, even if it meant getting up before sunrise every day until the leaves appeared on the trees, because there hadn't been any leaves in his vision. He'd had time to look for that, and for any other clues as to the timing of the impossible event.
"It won't happen," he reassured himself out loud. And if it didn't, then it would be proof that he didn't actually know the future, and... he stopped and glanced around, suddenly self-conscious. He'd wasn't sure, he'd never seen them to recognize, but he'd thought he'd seen someone else hanging around this area the last couple of days, and the last thing he needed was to be caught talking to himself.