For Bonded Delivery, 2040
Dear Temporal Theorists Inc.,
If you are flummoxed by the receipt of this 150-year-old letter, imagine my surprise when your “time probe” crashed onto my barn and prize winning cow, Darla.
Please use your equipment to send compensation to the amount of $100, American.
D. Brown, Dakota Territory, 1889.
Copyright © 2019 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.
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What is amazing here is that there is a certain kind of person I imagine, who would so calmly respond to the appearance of a time probe in their farm land. A very pragmatic and, simultaneously, very knowledgeable farmer who is probably super okay with his or her mortality…. By all that I mean, I see a great character here. Some farmer that has had more than one close encounter with some interesting things. lol.
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Do you ever notice that the strange stuff always happens in the middle of nowhere? He may also have daily arguments with Bigfoot, or drink whiskey with him. ;-)
That last part. Yes. That part would be great. Especially if he has conversations with ‘em that’s more concerned with harvest than the fact he’s talking to a monster.
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