The Tuesday That Wouldn't Stay Buried
sci-fi◐ TeenMara held the clock tight and the spinning got faster. The shop windows went dark, then bright, then dark again. She squeezed her eyes shut. When she opened them, sun was pouring in. The wall calendar read Tuesday. Tomas was alive somewhere out there, and she had until the truck to find him.
Mara grabbed her keys and ran. Tomas always got coffee at the corner shop on Tuesday mornings. If she could reach him before noon, she could warn him about the truck. She sprinted down the street, lungs burning, praying she wasn't too late.
What happens next?
2 ways forwardMara found Tomas at the coffee shop, alive and grinning. "You look like you've seen a ghost," he said. She grabbed his arm and begged him to stay off Main Street today. He laughed, but the fear in her face made him stop laughing fast.