The Travel Agent

Harris Tobias is an enigma in the world of indie writers. His Facebook and blogspot pages are rather cryptic. For a man who has written several novels and hundreds of stories, there is simply not much to find out about him.

This story, featured in Quantum Muse, is a variation on a theme:  a tale spinning through time, literally.  Myrna and Lester Crump need a vacation. Hearing from their friends about the wonders of a temporal trip, they come to pay a visit to Lorna Trabish to seek out the obscure and different…

Submitted for your approval, “The Travel Agent”:

 “Well, there’s no time like the present you know?” Lorna Trabish leaned on her desk for emphasis and opened the brochure. A full figured woman in her early sixties, Lorna looked the part of the eager to please travel agent. “We have tours to fit every budget and every activity level.”   She eyed the heavyset couple sitting across from her and gave them a dazzling capped tooth smile.

“You could visit the pyramids. We’re having a big promotion right now—two for the price of one. A tremendous savings. It’s filling up fast. You get to be a part of a slave gang and actually help build the pyramids. Just think of the stories you can tell your friends. It’s very exciting. We have a wonderful guide who will be your overseer. You get to live with a slave family and…”

“I don’t think that’s for us,” interjected Myrna Crump who had been leafing through the brochure during Lorna’s breathless pitch. “Lester doesn’t like the sun.”

The rest of the story can be found here.

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