Even from a distance Herbert could tell the accident hadn’t happened yet. Slipping into the crowd, he quickly scanned their faces, looking for the one. When it came, the noise still startled him, and it wasn’t who he was expecting. He came dangerously close to being involved, as per usual.
This story was written by Brown Sugar Bourbon. It was transcribed and tightened up by Robert Carlberg.
LOVE your bio almost as much as the story!
Thanks. That part at least is true.
So much for fortune telling! That was funny. Thank you.
Hilarious. Love the by-line!
All credit goes to the bourbon. I’m not clever enough to conceive of the awesome ability to time travel being wasted on adrenaline tourism.