*SLAM* "Damn!". Another morning leaving the house in a rush, another set of car keys still on the key-hook behind the locked door.
Any parent knows that messaging the TeenEaters "Hey, let your dad in, I'm locked out" NEVER WORKS. But I have a trick that does. Adjacent universes differ by only the tiniest details. So if I slip next door to a universe where I'm home, I can borrow a key (chaoswalking runs in my family). The key always fits. It's just like borrowing a cup of sugar from a neighbour.
It takes a few more universes today before I find one where other-I'm home. When she opens the door she looks me up and down---"locked out, eh? you're a long way from home, sonny".
The key still worked.
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