Orphan of Time

“Isn’t this a paradox?” my wife asks as the six-year-old sleeps.

“No, it wasn’t our timeline,” I answer. “It was an alternate universe where she would’ve died before I was born.”

“She’s your mom.”

“She could have been. Now she’s an orphaned relative.”


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