Do overs
Sometimes, it is the smallest actions that can have the most dramatic effects. A smile passed among strangers to lighten the day. Words whispered in darkened corners igniting a revolution. It is a theory commonly known as the butterfly effect, or occasionally an event called serendipity. In either case, it is small common day occurrence that compounds to far reaching consequences.
David Hatter, formally a native of Wonderland, was currently experiencing such an event as he sat on the couch of his rented apartment in New York City. The tension was easy to read in his shoulders as he played with the hat that had formally been sitting upon his head and his eyes flickered toward the door expectantly. His younger cousin, Harry Potter, and girlfriend, Alice Hamilton, were also present in the room and seemed to be showing varying degrees of tension as well as time continued to tick by. Not more than a few hours ago, it had been just a normal day for the current occupants of the moderately sized flat.
The appearance of a dove baring a short note had quickly compounded into much more than an innocent correspondence and was the cause of the current state of apprehension.
Hatter had attempted to appear unconcerned at the lack of answers from his phone call with his contact to his old world, and the reassurances that someone who could give him those answers would be arriving ‘soon’ continued to be insufficient as the minutes ticked by into hours.
When the knock on his front door came almost exactly two hours after his phone call, Hatter didn’t feel the need to ridicule the password system for once as he quickly made his way to see who was there.
David Hatter, formally a native of Wonderland, was currently experiencing such an event as he sat on the couch of his rented apartment in New York City. The tension was easy to read in his shoulders as he played with the hat that had formally been sitting upon his head and his eyes flickered toward the door expectantly. His younger cousin, Harry Potter, and girlfriend, Alice Hamilton, were also present in the room and seemed to be showing varying degrees of tension as well as time continued to tick by. Not more than a few hours ago, it had been just a normal day for the current occupants of the moderately sized flat.
The appearance of a dove baring a short note had quickly compounded into much more than an innocent correspondence and was the cause of the current state of apprehension.
Hatter had attempted to appear unconcerned at the lack of answers from his phone call with his contact to his old world, and the reassurances that someone who could give him those answers would be arriving ‘soon’ continued to be insufficient as the minutes ticked by into hours.
When the knock on his front door came almost exactly two hours after his phone call, Hatter didn’t feel the need to ridicule the password system for once as he quickly made his way to see who was there.