Steven blurts it out: he cheated on her, broke into the lab, time-travelled back, fixed it. Technically, no cheating… they wouldn't even know he broke in at work. Now it is all fine…except his conscience: fancy dinner and confession.
“You're ridiculous. Time travel is impossible, Steven.” Her lobster tail is getting cold, drawn butter congealing.
He persists. “For the sake of this $200 meal, let's pretend it's not…. So are we good?”
Luann sighs, sucks a claw. “You think I care if it physically happened? If it temporally happened? You didn't just fantasize. You screwed her — so you cheated. Pour more Perrier Jouet, asshole.”
“But it never happened! The universe has no record of it!” Steven looks triumphant: NASA-nerd triumphant, like when he beats a video game. She has no patience for it.
“Do you remember it?” Luann asks. “Did you get off?”
He nods.
“So there's record.”
“But I made it so I never even met her!”
“Plus, you are a work-breaker-inner and coverer-upper.”
Steven's brow furrows and he considers the diagonal weave of his napkin as it curves at a fold.
“Okay, Mister space-time engineer. You didn't meet her. You didn't boink her. But I'm a therapist… and I know you will. Or did. Or whatever.”
Luann tries to enjoy her lobster. She knows her husband: he's sneaking back to the lab and this meal will never show up on the Visa bill.
Steven knows she knows: time travel is better than bulimia.
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This was written for the 52|250 Challenge, week 47 - blind spot.
I love the time travel diet. All those meals enjoyed, yet not eaten. And Steven. How classically geeky--so impressed with the coolness of his solution that he totally doesn't understand what her problem is. (I'm on Luann's side. The actual sticking of dick into girlfriend is transient. As long as he remembers it, he cheated.)
Fresh! Weird! Good! I think I'm in the mood for fresh today, and you did it here. I love all the expensive food mixed into the mix.
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Really great. I want to know more about this reality. Are people who work in time labs not allowed to play the lottery? IS there a lottery anymore, or betting? *
Consider adding this to @geek group?
Just read this there; loved it.