Flash Fiction: Tempo-Rail Anomaly

The TV weather-lady said the rain was a sign-effect of the tempo-rail anomaly. Nanny Guevara kept me inside.

We were different ages in different places!

Upstairs, I was a grownup! Nanny was skinny an’ twenny, an’ put me in Mommy’s clothes.

Downstairs, I was five again. But so was Nanny! We put on MY clothes.

Nanny forgot she was called Nanny ‘an grown-up things. But Martina is a pretty name, an’ she was lots more fun! We played princess until the rain stopped.

She was still little when Mommy came home after the tempo-rail anomaly.

Marti cried for her mommy, but she was in Heaven. My Mommy said she’d be her Mommy too.

Now we’re sisters!

But we don’t like the new Nanny.

 

 

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