"Hmm, my property!" I silently mused speaking to myself. Already I was thinking of it in those terms."Beautiful isn't it?" she asked looking out, thou...gh I stood back slightly behind her, looking at her as I answered."Very." Though I was in fact once again seeing myself sitting here out on the deck early morning, cup of coffee, my lap top, bird song ... the sound of her voice speaking to me as she stepped out onto the deck from the bedroom. Wearing nothing more than a simple terry cloth robe. I. He had a time machine big enough fora person.But we’d only used lab rats, even a monkey once. We’dsend a subject to the future one minute, then two,three, five even ten minutes. The time machine wouldvanish and always reappear with the subject when weexpected them.Then, doing molecular testing, we determined thesubjects were unaffected by the time travel.Going back in time was different. It was hard to doexperiments on that. I’d be the first I guessed.The College was closed. I was sitting with the morning coffee and the paper in my backyard. Less than a month later she owned the house and moved in as my next door neighbor. I started to know about her. She quit the job and was never seen with any of her k**s. When I asked her that why she was asking about schools; she told me some interesting details of her life. I had no problem to convince her to be at my house; although I was living alone. She was almost 32 and I was about 21 at that time. After a long Friday. Mary told him he'd make someone a nice wife someday and he'd told her to 'get stuffed.' He had a twinkle in his eye and Sharmila caught them smiling at each other, like sharing some personal joke.Women notice things that pass men by. Sharmila saw the gleam from Mary's finger in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. She understood immediately its significance but was too preoccupied with her own suffering to mention it. She watched them from the sofa as they busied themselves with her.