SF Drabble #466 "Safety In Yesterdays"

"We're going back, and that's the end of it. Go have the computer make you some period clothes. And luggage."


"Containers for your possessions. You'll put the clothes you're not actually wearing into them."

"Why would I need more than one set of clothes?"

"They're not like modern clothes. They wear out, they get dirty and need to be cleaned. It's a whole thing."

"You're serious about this, aren't you? You really think it's all unraveling?"

"I told you before. Come on, go, get ready."

"Won't the past unravel too?"

"No. Anyway, I don't think so."

"Oh, that's reassuring."

Family Album

My grandfather, boy, there was a character. Other men came home from the war sullen, quick to startle or anger; my grandfather, he came back a ray of sunshine. Always had a smile plastered across his face, always tipped his cap to the ladies and the children and even the stray dogs, always laughed and danced his way down the sidewalk like some blue-collar Fred Astaire.

Grandmother always pretended to be annoyed by it all, but you just knew she loved it. "Oh, God, Euan, don't start that now," she'd say, watching the show with a twinkle in her eye.