I was home early from my trip to Beijing in my time machine.
I was still covered with the remnants of the time beam energy.
Lynettea was surprised.
‘You didn’t take a packed lunch, Sasha,’ she said.
‘And I thought you might have taken one of your little furry friends for company.’
Maybe you will be better prepared next time.’
I’ll think about it, I thought. I don’t want to appear a weakling.
Where’s lunch?
