By request, my award-winning short story.
If you've just joined us, it needs to be read in sequence.
Part One is here.
Part Two, here.
And Part Three, here.
Don't worry. We'll still be here when you get back . . .
What would you do?
If you could . . .
Marie took a bite of her sandwich. “So what have you decided? Are you going to come with us this weekend?” she asked.
“I can think of nothing I'd like more,” Lucy said.
“Really?” Marie stared at her. “Cause you usually don't like going into the outdoors. You always complain about how dangerous it is.”
“Well, maybe I've got a little secret,” Lucy said.
“A secret?” Marie looked at her. “Something that makes it less dangerous?”
Lucy smiled. “Maybe.”
Marie shrugged. “Well, anyway, we're planning on leaving after work on Friday.”
“Meet you at the front doors?”
* * *
“Oh, I've waited all week for this!” Frank said, relaxing back into his chair.
“Just look at that sky!” Marie said. “You simply can't see a sky like that when you're stuck in the city!”
“Lucy! You're not smothering yourself in repellant!” Darius said.
He handed a bottle to Frank, who squirted some into his hands and started rubbing his head and arms.
“No need,” Lucy said.
“What?” Marie stared at her. “This from the girl who bathes in the stuff?”
Lucy's smile grew wider. “I just happen to know something you don't,” she said.
“What can that be?” Marie asked. “Frank, hurry up. There are people in line.”
Frank handed the bottle to Marie.
She popped the lid and poured a line down one bare thigh. Then held it up and shook it slowly from side to side. “Lucy. Last chance. Want some?”
Lucy shook her head. “No, I'm good,” she said. “I happen to know that no mosquito will ever bite me again.”
The others stared at her.
“Mosquito?” Marie asked. “What is that?”
Lucy laughed. “Of course you don't know,” she said. “I killed the first one. Snuffed the entire species out before they even got a toe hold.” She leaned back in her chair and sighed. “Best moment of my life.”
Marie blinked, then shrugged. “I have no idea what you are talking about,” she said. She pushed the top back on the bottle and dropped it under her chair.
Lucy was watching her. She frowned suddenly. “Why are you . . .? Wait. Marie, hand me that bottle.”
Marie picked it up and tossed it to her.
Lucy turned the bottle and stared at it. There was a picture of the lizard on the front.
“T-spray? T-Spray!” she looked at her friends. “What is this?!”
They stared at her.
“This from the woman who has been basting in the stuff for the past how many years?” Frank said.
Darius pointed to the picture. “I assume that the person who discovered time travel and has spent the past year trotting through the eons can read?”
Lucy glared at him. “Of course I can read,” she snapped.
Darius pointed to the words under the picture.
Lucy frowned and pulled the bottle closer. Repels tyrannosaurs and most species of carnivore. Not effective on water beasts.
Just then, a loud roar split the silence.
“Oh, rats,” Marie said. “The tyrannosaurs are out.”