A Time With You
by Joey To
I drop the suitcase and begin sorting the papers on my desk. But I
can't help eyeing the other suitcase in the corner of the lab.
Your mother stands in the doorway, her face still pale. "Another trip
might kill you," she says.
"Yes, another symposium just might," I quip.
She frowns, obviously not appreciating my humor, her own eyes briefly
shifting to the gyro on the other side of the lab window, then to the
suitcase in the corner.
"Let me go this time," she says softly.
We both know she’s tried enough times but I answer her anyway, "The
meds won't help you the next trip."
I glance at the awards and research data disks lining the top and
middle shelves. The bottom shelf has a photo of you and, reflected off
the glass frame, is my own thinning face...
Your mother sighs as I stride to the corner and grab my other suitcase.
After all, no point working on time travel if I can't save you and see
you yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
THE END
© 2017 Joey To
Bio: Joey wasn't interested in writing when he was
young. However, he was always the creative type, enjoying visual arts.
In recent years, he developed a penchant for creative writing, partly
to amuse himself. One day, he was told his writing "wasn't that bad"
and so he submitted his work. Joey has previously won three Aphelion
Flash Challenges and has several other Aphelion stories as well as
having been published on the Dark Fire Fiction website, and the
Perihelion website. His website is
www.joeytoey.com
E-mail: Joey
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