The Keeper of the Time

Once upon a time, in the bustling city of New York, lived a middle-aged man named Albert. Albert was a simple man who operated his own watchmaker's shop in the heart of the city. He was known for his generosity, always giving away timepieces to those who couldn't afford to buy them.
One day, a mysterious woman visited the shop. Dressed in a black trench coat with matching hat, the woman exuded an odor of mystery and intrigue. She placed on the counter an old, tarnished timepiece – it was a beautiful pocket watch with intricate engravings. She said it belonged to her late father who was lost at sea and it hasn't worked since.
Touched by her story, Albert promised to fix the pocket watch. As he dismantled the watch, he found a strange gear mechanism he'd never seen before. As he turned the gear, he felt a strange trembling sensation. Suddenly, the room darkened, and Albert was swooshed back to the past.
He found himself standing on a bustling New York street, but the New York he knew was gone; replaced by horse-drawn carriages and people in Victorian clothing. A newspaper vendor's shout selling 'The Morning Herald' confirmed it. The date was September 8, 1851. The pocket watch was a time-travel device!
Frightened, Albert fiddled with the watch again, this time landing back to his shop. He realized the potential dangers of this timepiece. He decided to keep its secret safe, away from those who could use it for evil purposes. He repaired the pocket watch and returned it to the woman, not mentioning his incredible experience.
Days turned into months and months into years, Albert lived with this secret, always wondering what he could have done or changed if he had used the watch. But he was content in his peaceful life, proud that he maybe saved his city, his world from falling into the wrong hands.
One day, a young boy entered his shop, asking Albert to repair an old wall clock. While discussing the peculiar design of the clock, Albert noticed a spark in the child's eye. He saw curiosity, innocence, and a strange sense of responsibility. On a whim, he told the boy about the pocket watch and its unusual mechanism.
The boy, Billy, was fascinated. He promised to keep the secret and began to learn about watchmaking under Albert's guidance. Over time, Albert realised he had made the right decision. Billy showed not only great talent for watchmaking but also the wisdom and maturity to understand the gravity of the pocket watch's secret.
Eventually, Albert grew old and knew he was nearing the end of his time. He had no family to pass on his shop but knew he had found someone worthy. On a rainy evening, Albert handed the keys of the shop to Billy, now a young man. With a glimmer in his eyes, Albert entrusted him with the shop and important secrets.
Billy took over Albert's responsibilities and continued to run the shop with the same warmth and generosity. He shared the secret of the time-traveling device with no one, safeguarding Albert's legacy and protecting the world from the dangerous hands of time. Albert's shop continued to become a beacon in the city's heart, reminding everyone of the simple watchmaker who might have been New York's unsung hero.