Trailer on the Fly (The Time Travel Trailer Book 2)

An IndieBRAG Medallion honoree.

Bev was believed to have been washed away in the flood and was never found.
As I sat thinking about it, my gaze fell on the spot behind my garage where last year I kept the old 1937 camper trailer I had bought from my friend Ben Walker. I still owned it, but now it was back behind Ben’s barn, locked up and surrounded by weeds.
It was a great piece of the past, with a wood interior and checked linoleum floor. The cabinets all had refrigerator-style latches and the icebox was an old wooden style that required a block of ice in the top. It worked quite well for short trips. I had stripped the Sixties wallpaper and refinished all of the wood. I made curtains out of vintage aprons and scrounged thrift shops for period accessories. It was sweet.
It also time traveled.