Barry remembered her by her smell. Gravy. Mrs. Wheeler sat at the front of the classroom with her legs intertwined like a dancers behind the desk.
  "What if Jesus was a time traveler?" a teenage Doug asked the beleaguered theology teacher, who was 9 days from her nervous breakdown.
  Barry could name this day in hearing just a few notes of it, as he stood outside his old classroom.
  "Yes, what if, Douglass?" the teacher rose, flattening her skirt over taut legs. Taut legs! What was he thinking? He would not let himself be Hot for Teacher even in time travel.
  "I dunno," said Doug, as he doodled Van Halen symbol. "Maybe the J man would come here and smoke out with us."