After the alien invasion, Sylvie had time on her hands—lots of time. She found she could weave it like yarn, making it go backwards or forwards. She asked her friends, “What’s the deal with this time thing?” They decided to open a shop where customers could order up good times, or even unravel a bad life and knit up another. They called their shop, “A Stitch in Time.”
The aliens were, of course, pleased.
(by Rhonda Palmer)
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