I’m not gonna write a poem right now. Just flexing my “Good☮TiMiИG: this is Whö B Move-И N’B’tween I remember little of either, by stuck some layaway memories 4’HIM:
I wrote an entire report on Slaughterhouse V without reading a page. I think I skimmed Wiki or Sparknotes, but the only thing I remember about writing was how easy it seemed 4 not really knowing. All that I held on to was timetravel & a weird spiral alien or something.
TiM3 Traveler’s Wife is an even shorter story. [Ey3 guess I REMemebered more than I realized] The only scene that stuck with me was the End when he was flickering 2 quickly N between jumps, He was just screaming in their foyer or something. Just long enough 2 EXPerience the Fear of a loved 1 dying, but then having no idea y, just kinda 4’ced 2 accept that as an inevitability.
Also, the baby. The TiM3 Traveler’s KiD kept aborting itself B/C it had the TT gene. The Husband gave up. It wasn’t worth losing H3R. Then §he fucked a younger 1 that popped up B/C she really wanted his son.
He was pissed. I didn’t know how 2 feel. Was she cheating on him? It was “Me” – but §h3 still did it behind my back.
Imagine if that’s how H3 lost his Wife. Not even being the one 2 do it, yet still being responsible N a way with No real way 2 come 2 terms when you’re searching 4 someone inside outside time, committing Crime while Ü R awaiting the foyer haunting your Sweet Dreams.
Lastly: not them, but Me & Brittany. We were having a conversation about grooming kids as future partners. I asked her what she thought about the TT visiting her throughout childhood.
She froze up N that “Hush Sound” way that I knew she wasn’t going 2 tell me something.
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Hush Memories
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