1. Kitty Time Travels


    Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Poppet, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    for a moment, waiting to see if he is serious. I'm pretty sure it takes all a good minute to realize he is, hurrying over to him, forgetting the food and hug and congratulate him.He's always had a passion for the Army, even when he was much younger. It didn't shock me too much he actually joined. He writes me letters any chance he can, telling me how much he loves it. By the time we're done our meal, everyone seems to be in high spirits. My mother seems rather taken with both Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, making plans for them to join our summer plans. I liked getting to know their son, though we don't have a lot in common. Jenny seems to especially like him, much more her type. I can even see them possibly dating. Mr. Lawson convinces my dad to pay the bill, fighting my father tooth and nail on the subject. My dad does finally give in, when he knows he can't win, saying he'll get the next one. For the first time in God knows how long, my parents don't fight in the car. They're happily chatting about the dinner, talking about what the future is going to hold for them now. I don't join in on the conversation, not wanting to break the happy moment. It is much colder than it was when we arrived, the snow coming down harder. Even though my dad is driving at a safe fifteen mile per hour, not even one else is. That's when it happens, I see highlights, coming right towards us. “Dad! Watch out!” It is suddenly cold, dark, peacefully quiet. *** “Ma'am, wake up. You can't sleep here. This is a ...
    public bench.” The tapping on my arm continues, until my eyes flutter open. It hurts to have them open. It is so bright that I feel as if I've gone blind by it. It takes a second to focus on the man in front of me. He begins to take shape and form, I notice he is a police officer. For some reason that shakes me wake enough to sit upwards. “Uh, I'm sorry. I don't know how I got here. I apologize.” Looking away from him, I scan the surrounding area. I can tell I'm in some sort of park, there are people everyone, talking to each other, reading, walking their dogs. The trees and grass are so green it's magical. Something seems wrong though, what is everyone wearing? There are so many people dressed with little clothing on. This place is not like home at all. “A little too much to drink last night, lady. Don't let it happen again.” “I certainty don't drink. Can't you tell me where I am?” The concern in my voice is growing more worrisome. I don't know where I am, or who anyone is, or what is going on. The officer looks at me again, but says nothing as he rolls his eyes. He must not believe me when I say I wasn't drinking. He walks away, replacing his baton back in its place. I'm just left here sitting, with all these questions. I take a few deep breaths, trying to recall what is the last thing I do remember. Now that I'm able to focus on everything, it all starts to fall back into place. The car, the storm, my family, the high beams. It must have been an accident, but how did I end ...
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