Sara’s Astonishing

Time-travel Troubles 

by e.b. kowal

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Another time-travel?

 

 

 

E-uuu!” Sara yipped, her lips puckered.

       “Sour, huh? My grandpa’s secret recipe,” Ashley bragged. She made a face, crossed her eyes and shook her head, shivering all over.

“Boy, this stuff is strrr-ong! It’ll probably melt the enamel from my teeth and straighten my hair. How come he always makes pickles when he visits?” Sara asked, licking the dripping juice from her fingers.

“Got me. He just does,” she shrugged.

“He’s so funny. First he tells us to stay away from them, then winks. Bet he knows we’re down here now, swiping some,” Ashley mumbled, sliding the heavy lid back over the big crockery jar.

Sara gulped, swallowing the last of her tangy stolen delight. She was ready for action.

“Come on, Ashley. Let’s do it!

“Do what?”……………………………………………

 

To be continued

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