Day #1

Prompt: The lights go out for five seconds. When they turn on again, you see a note stuck to your window. It says one word.  "Run."
Sounds like the start of a Doctor Who fanfic, right?  But no, let's go this way↩

Run

It was a Monday. Remember that, it'll be important.

I spent time getting dressed this morning. Hair, dress, jewelry, shoes. Even put on silk stockings. Spent extra time on makeup, using the 36 hour shadow, foundation, etc. Used that dusty bottle of setting spray. Checked teeth, breath, back seams. Dug out that tiny vial of Joy. And my special sparkly, dangling earrings that look like diamonds.

Yeah, you've already figured out it wasn't an interview. It was lunch. A late lunch.

And you know it wasn't a ex-husband; if you're working that hard to convince him you've moved on, you haven't.

It was the one who broke my heart.

So yes, I took a lot of time getting ready.

It was a windy day; you could see storms building to the north. That means rain and wind, sometimes a soupçon of hail. In this season, we call it cloudy with a chance of tractor trailers. Look it up on YouTube. The vids are new each spring but the story stays the same. Tornado!!! End result, I summoned an Uber rather than deal with parking or the bus (or lack thereof).

Work dragged on. Every email was a torture, every call a nightmare. I was terrified The Pointy Haired Boss was going to call a 12:30 brainstorming (Miki calls them zombiestorming because if we had any brains we'd quit). But no, it's 12:40, :58, 1:11. Yes! It's 1:25 at long last.

"Won't be long", I lie.  "Just popping out for a bite. Be back soon."  Soon-ish, I mutter.

Here I am. At a nice little table for two, at the picture window, a tiny carnation in the smaller vase, hopeful tea candle bursting its minuscule heart out in flame.

The lights go out for five seconds, even the candles. It was already dark outside with the oncoming storm. When everything, including the candles, came back on, there was a note stuck to the picture window. It says one word.  "Run."

Weird, though. The note is stuck on the inside of the window. And the candles re-lit, too.

And all I can think is: oh, no! Not again. He can't have done it to me again. Saved my life and broke my heart?!? Nope. I don't care who your great-great-great-grandfather was and what he built in that musty wreck of a house. Another freaking storm levels city block but not us. Not me.

This time I've built my own machine and I wore it today. I guess I'm going to be taking a longer lunch than the PHB expected.

I've finished my degree in quantum entanglements. I'll show him spooky action at a distance with a diamond forged in the heart of a dying star.

I'm right behind you, Herbie Wells. You’re running out of time.

Oh, and I lied about Monday being important. I only needed that if I'm coming back.


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