"Chère Madame," I say to the lady. "Why do you want to travel through time?" "L'avenir," François answers. "We crave the future." I take the miter off, and look at the very large ring I took from the bishop before I whacked him. "The future is not better exactly." "It will be better for us," … Continue reading Story Time Sunday, September 8th 2013 — Taraxacum — part 3