Holding our Own

"Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We're so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone." ~Haruki Murakami
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"-So Then he starts you know talking on and on about he boring methods of how to get about finding your answer on this subject yourself and I'm sitting here like 'dude get on with it! I just want the answer.' And you know that long lectures just don't work to get the point across-"

"Miss Vernon. Please-"

"So, You might be thinking to yourself... what is an engineering student doing in a lecture about 'Time. Is it a Social Construct?' ? Well, if I were to explain that, there'd have to be a whole book made on it. "

"Can we just cut to the chase Miss Vernon? You were present at both the murders of Mr. Ackroyd Maykers and Miss Stephanie Monarch. So far the evidence you've provided is just a story."

"And?"

"Miss Kylena Vernon. I am not being payed to listen to you ramble on about this mornings breakfast. I'm being payed to defend you in court."

"Yeah, But it's entertaining."

"I'm sure your story is not entertaining in the slightest"

"That's because I haven't made it to the best part."

"And that part is?"

"A week after my lecture, I traveled through time.."