Again?
Copyright© 2016 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 7
And we were back ... but not exactly where we went from. I was dressed as befit a young man of the age; Wendy was wearing her Audi fire suit ... the suit was blue ... the dragon tapestry was blue ... she did bear a startling resemblance to the dragon. I wonder how long before I let her live that down. Great Grand Children? Perhaps.
"Time travel," she said and looked at the watch.
"Impossible," I said.
"But we did it," Wendy said. "You come up with a better explanation."
"Physics says so," I said.
"Explain the sword," she said.
We were suddenly interrupted.
"Hello." An interesting conglomeration of male and female parts spoke in seven part harmony, "We see you figured it out."
"Figured it out?" I asked... Right. We get a little lucky and the magic police show up.
I may have pouted.
Yes, we do, they said.
"Wendy, they're talking in my head ... Shit! They can read my mind." The maybe pout turned to terror.
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