[Original Novella] If That Looking Glass Should Break, Part 1


“The question goes, if time travel is ever invented, why are we not constantly visited by them?”

Zachary Driscoll sat opposite me on the cafe’s open air patio. He nursed a beverage which had once been coffee before he’d added flavored cream, sugar, sea salt and a splash of whatever blinding concoction was in that flask he produced from within his coat.