Description: A chance encounter cut short becomes the playground for a strange meteorite bent on second chances.
At 5:11 AM PDT and 8:11 AM EDT on Thursday, October 1st, a smallish meteor hit Earth’s atmosphere, and in accordance with some obscure and untested theory of thermodynamics, split exactly in two on its decent. Half landed in a backyard in Providence, Rhode Island, and half in a bedroom in Seattle Sixth, Washington. Chester, when he woke to find the pillow beside him smoking slightly, wondered only, why couldn’t it have killed me? Rose, when she found her half of the meteorite in her fishpond and some of her fish nibbling with polite curiosity at the dead fish beside it, was more optimistic. Anything could happen, she thought. Both pocketed the strange meteorites, or rather, each pocketed half of the meteorite.
At 5:11 AM PDT and 8:11 AM EDT on Thursday, October 1st, a smallish meteor hit Earth’s atmosphere, and in accordance with some obscure and untested theory of thermodynamics, split exactly in two on its decent. Half landed in a backyard in Providence, Rhode Island, and half in a bedroom in Seattle Sixth, Washington. Chester, when he woke to find the pillow beside him smoking slightly, wondered only, why couldn’t it have killed me? Rose, when she found her half of the meteorite in her fishpond and some of her fish nibbling with polite curiosity at the dead fish beside it, was more optimistic. Anything could happen, she thought. Both pocketed the strange meteorites, or rather, each pocketed half of the meteorite.