So there we were, already locked into it, no backing out now.
“It’s the course we are on, sorta call it Manifest Destiny,” I said to Lisa.
“Umm, will we be back before six? I really have to be back,” she said.
“We may never come back. We will become space travelers, locked into another layer of time, caught in a cycle of cosmic fate,” I answered.
“Who made you freaking Rod Sterling?” she asked.
“Embrace this, just open your feeble little mind and let go.” I gave her a long, hard look.
“I’m telling! …….. Mom!”
ha ha! “Mom”: The ultimate threat.
So true 🙂
Kids say the darndest things… I like the new layout of the blog too!
Sha’Tara, yes they do 🙂 Thanks so much, I couldn’t get the blog to look quite like I wanted but I do like the rotation of my photos.
Ha ha ha. I love this. The future sci-fi writer torturing the younger sibling 🙂
That’s it, ha ha. Oh the imagination, the places it might go.
Ha, ha! Well depending on the scenario, mom could be a completely different person after all is said and done!
That’s entirely possible, Marissa 🙂
Haha…love the twist, Lana! Lisa better learn to enjoy these games as I imagine her childhood will be spent being an apprentice to her storyteller sibling!
It appears that Lisa may be in store for a great deal 🙂 Thanks Annika, I hope you have a terrific week!
Wishing you a lovely week too, Lana!😀