I’d lock up me bike, make sure it were secure, enter time portal at nine on dot. On arrival at destination I’d find orders at me feet and get started. Once I had it, whatever it were that day, exit portal’d open and I’d return at five sharp, place haul in locker, go home.
Such was my working life.
I’m old now. Such business was long ago ended, the individuals involved remaining a mystery.
And now look- we’re history in museum. The world’s archives were scoured, many of my orders found. Brings a tear to eye. Ah, the wonderful memories.
Such was my working life.
I’m old now. Such business was long ago ended, the individuals involved remaining a mystery.
And now look- we’re history in museum. The world’s archives were scoured, many of my orders found. Brings a tear to eye. Ah, the wonderful memories.
Written for 100 Word Challenge #397 on Velvet Verbosity; the prompt was the word Secure.
Great work
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