#TimeTravelAuthors 06/01 Dreams in your stories – Now I have.
#TimeTravelingGhost Part 9
The boy looked at Ghost. “I had a dream, sir. If it ain’t too silly to say so.”
“There was a man in black, like one of those mimes in Piccadilly, only black, not white. I even know his name, bless me. It was on his chest, proud as a toff with his misses. ‘Quasi Temporal,’ it said. I remember quite distinctly.”
“He handed me a box, square, warm… Oh, but the smell, like all the food vendors had piled their food in your lap, so fine it made my mouth hurt. When I opened it, there was a great round of bread inside, all covered with cheese. Cheese all melty and shining, like the sun on a morning like this.”
The boy stopped and pointed at the sun, which had just peeked through the buildings across the street.
“Sir, the taste. It was the best thing I’ve ever eaten. I was quite the pig. I ate the whole thing, every crumb, sir. A mouse couldn’t have found a bit to eat. I know I shouldn’t have, not all at once, but I couldn’t help myself.”
“And then, I said, very soft-like, not wanting to be rude, ‘Please, sir, may I have more?’”
The boy’s eyes got wide with wonder and excitement. “And he gave me more. A stack of them, like plates at a feast.”
“And just when I thought I ought to say a proper thank you, he vanished like chimney smoke.”
This time, the boy pointed to the coal smoke rising from the houses.
“And he says, ‘Anytime Time Traveling Pizza,’ just like that. I don’t know what it meant, but I wish he were real.”
“Then I wake up, so hungry and not anything to eat except my shoes and dust under the bed. You mentioned food, sir. Could we go? I’ll be like at church and make no more noise than a mouse. Please, sir.”
“Boo, hoo, creeek, hoo” Jeckle cried.
Ghost floated up and held out her hand. “Sure, let’s go, little sir.”
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