FIFTEEN YEARS LATER
A young woman was curled up on her sofa with her wonderful, faithful husband. They were in a small, but cosy apartment, which looked like something from some sort of science-fiction film; with various gadgets and bizarre instruments scattered about. Some children’s voices could be heard from another room, but this didn’t seem to bother the happy couple at all.
“Happy thirty-second birthday, my love,” laughed the husband.
His wife groaned. “Stop saying my age! It’s making me feel so old!”
“Old? Darling, you will never be old,” he smiled.
Suddenly there was burst of bright light and a whirling noise. The couple yelped as an even younger woman abruptly appeared in the middle of their living room. They sat there, feeling more annoyed than shocked. Even though the appearance of the intruder would cause most people to go ballistic.
The intruder and the woman… were exactly alike.
“Sorry about that,” the intruder said. “But w- oh shit, you guys are old!”
“Thanks for that,” the wife said crossly, her arms crossed.
“Oh God, I must have switched the years around!” moaned the intruder. “I was aiming for an earlier year-”
“Rosaline, what’s the problem this time,” the husband interrupted in a tried voice.
The intruder only laughed. “We have a huge job on our hands this time. And you are so not going to believe this…”
YOU ARE READING
The Other Me
HumorWhen Rosy is visited by her future self; she doesn't know what to believe. Is her school principal really a mass-murderer? Is it true that one of his victims is to be her best friend Nat? Did her new friend Rafi really invent a time machine? And tog...
