It was difficult to have a conversation with him. He was either interrupting and rushing ahead or lagging and needing to be caught up. He was out of breath, and he perspired. A lot.
He wasn’t so much inventor as explorer. What he’d found was unmistakably not a time machine. It would be misleading to call it a boat or even a raft. It was more of a time flotation device.
With some metaphorical kicking he could maneuver around a bit, but the current was too strong to go anywhere it didn’t want y...
Published on July 24, 2017 05:00