"Poof"

I time shifted again this morning. I went for 11 minutes to Broome Street. This on the lower east side of Manhattan. April 9th 1939 2:47pm. 
The kids asked where I got the funny clothes, and what the little silver thing was. 
I said I was from Mars, and the "thing" was my camera. 
They were cool with that. Kids believe in the amazing as a given. I asked if they wanted to see me disappear. They gleefully said "yes!" 

So I did. 

On my shifting they would have seen a neon blue shimmer,...then poof! 
I imagine the story survives in their families to this day.