I’m behind on my short story! Last week’s story had to be about Time Travel and it had to include the following:
hurricane, email, launder, pastry, garlic, staff, germs, gallery, brace, share
Nora took a large bite of her favorite beef and garlic stuffed pastry. She wanted to share it with her husband, but it was too delicious. Nora took another bite, and a chunk of beef fell on her white blouse. Dang it, she wanted to wear it to the movies tonight and didn’t have time to launder the shirt. She threw a vest over it and had hoped the trapped stain would breed any germs before she got home.
Nora was checking her email to confirm which theater she agreed to meet her staff when the weather alarm sounded. She braced herself in the doorway, but it was too late. The hurricane tore through the house lifting her with such a force it tore a hole in the quantum field. She landed in a Salvador Dali art gallery. At first, she thought she had fallen in a museum until she saw a sign announcing Salvador Dali would be donating his 1933 Atmospheric Chair painting for a charity ball to be held December 10, 1934. She not only traveled through time, but she also landed in another country.
Nora looked up and saw a smoky haze around Salvador Dali’s painting ‘figure at a window.’ She had heard pictures can be openings to other dimensions, but never believed it. She had the same art at home, a print of course. The window in the painting had a shimmery light that was not part of the picture. She reached out to touch the painting, and her hand went through the window as if it were open. She placed a chair underneath the canvas and climbed through the window. She landed in front of her house, or what used to be her house. It was a pile of rubble. Her trip through the vortex had spared her life.