A Day in DenverMom, Dad, Abby and Betty had left to drive to the airport. I had to
put all four of them in trances to make them quit asking why Cathy was
not going home with them. After the trance, they understood Cathy was
going to live with us until further notice and asked no more
questions. They …
* He was tired and he’d had enough for one week’s work of listening
patiently to other people’s problems in his role as a counsellor. All he
wanted to do was settle in for the evening and maybe watch a video or two
while sipping a Rum and Coke. And maybe after that he might even try and
plunder his …
Time was his home. Home was his time. To enjoy, to know, to
experience everything that ever was and ever will be. Centuries past and
future were his present always, for there was never a past or future for
him. He was the time-traveller, experiencing, intervening in, guiding the
present of millions as he became a part of their moments …
I had only met Phil earlier that week, in a local bar
and grill. I was alone, and so was he. We began to talk
as we ate and drank, and learned we had many common
interests. For one, he had a sailboat and I loved to
sail but had no boat. As we continued to talk, the TV over …