“…Yule”

It seems you ‘can’ go home again. You just can’t live there. 

I set my dark matter pocket watch, and folded time-space,…again. The sensation is being a feather falling through warm air. The shift set me in the shadow of the elm that once stood in front of my home. My childhood home. 8:46pm Tuesday December 23rd 1957~CE. It was snowing. 

Winters were colder then. A car with tail fins drove by. The street lamps were dim. Sodium Oxide lights were years away. There was movement in the windows. Our Tree was going up. Blinking Christmas lights. I tried to take in this world during the 48 seconds of my visit. A woman was on a ladder at the tree. My mother, an aunt? The front door was opening. …a child.

I Shifted.

(…from my low budget former time travel series.)