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The orange sign says don’t go in, but momma knows better. We make our beds and wake to a cop in the morning. Momma cries and we leave again.

He set the time portal for 12 minutes ahead and stepped through. Stumbling out a moment later, he gasped, “There’s nothing up there!”

They praised him. They paraded in his honor. They called him “Hero”. But everyone knew he could never walk on a Purple Heart.

The smiling eyes of his great-grandson renewed his strength. He happily choked out “I do” to the man of his dreams.

She rocked on the porch. “Back when I ran for mayor, some of the men’s feelings were hurt.” Long pause. “But you know, I think that was OK.”

The gunmen were going door to door. They were collecting men, young and old for their war. We had little choice but to give generously.