The Formula for Reversing Time

My wife was hit by an out-of-control truck on her way to pick up our daughter from kindergarten. She died on the spot.

I have witnessed that scene 98 times.

During the first ten loops, I tried stopping the truck, taking a different route, and pretending to be sick so she wouldn't leave the house.

Every attempt failed.

No matter what I did, the ending was always the same.

Now I opened my notebook. Inside were records of all 98 failed attempts.

The last line on every page was the same:

[Failure. Cause: Unable to prevent it.]

But on the last page, one more line had appeared, written in handwriting I barely recognized.

[Find out about the phone call she received on the day of the accident.]

I stared at the words as blood rushed to my head.