I step forward and look down...Into a whirlpool that could eat the Titanic for breakfast. But there's no water, only a swirling tube made of a million pulverized galaxies. Not that my eyes can really latch onto anything inside, except for the man. His crisp dark form shrinks into the faraway brightness.Is this where Dad goes when he drops in on someone? Is the clockwork dude his rival researcher?The sun brightens, and as it does, the hole starts to contract. Sharp edges of pavement eat into it, closing fast. I can't let him get away. Somehow we're all connected. Me, the mechanical man, Sophie, and Dad.I take a step forward and let myself fall.-- pg 11, Untimed by Andy Gavin
QUICK NOTE...Update: 10/10/19
Good news: We're back home! Bad news: It's like Apocalypse Heck Part III.
The one year Hurricane Michael anniversary is already here. Where did the time go...and yet it feels like forever. You don't realize how much you take for granted until it's all gone. I'm grateful my family/fur babies survived, and I know they are just "things", but sadly, in this life, those "things" help us get through every day. So yes, "happy" yet not. Every day is still a struggle...not just for my family, but so many others.
Thanks for stopping by and sharing my bookish adventures. It helps remind me I'm not alone in this crazy journey called life.