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information. However, my interest allowed me to begin slipping into the conversations my parents would have, and while they never said anything to me, I could tell they were proud that I’d joined the adult world they lived in.
I read a few more headlines. Najam separatist fighters take girls’ school hostage in the Russian Empire’s (???) city of Troitsk, just across the border from northern Kazakhstan. Brazil’s armed forced were on high alert and massing at the Uruguayan border after a Brazilian destroyer was sabotaged at the pier in Montevideo. Riots were breaking out all over South Korea, and North Korea was being blamed for inserting subversives into the mix. I had no idea who the “Lansing Lightning” were. According to the headline blurb, they were in the NBA, and they’d lost to the Chicago Bulls 105-84.
I blinked a few times, wondering once more if whoever had sent me the non-existent parts so I could slap together this crazy computer wasn’t still messing with me. Maybe this was the drawn-out punchline or climax of the gag? Then I happened to notice the date on all of the stories. All of them were from December 17th, 2020. I hit the back button on the browser until I was back at the Qwerry start page and could see the last thing I’d typed into the search box. “Arab Spring 2020” is what stared back at me. I’d mistyped 2010, still not fully used to the weird holographic keyboard, and had been taken to some kind of joke future page.
I minimized the browser and opened the other one that I’d used before. The page opened to Google. I typed in “Arab Spring 2020” and hit enter on the virtual keyboard. All Google returned was page after page about some summit that was going to take place in Dubai, expos that were scheduled to take place in various countries of the Middle East, and a ton of speculative economic reports about budget and harvest predictions for the year 2020. I minimized it and pulled up the Qwerry window. I typed in December 2, 2014.
I went to the BBC News site again, having learned that it was one of the better sources for news, considering how polarized the political landscape, and therefore the cable news landscape, had become here in the good ol’ U.S. of A. As far as I could tell, all of the headlines were mundane, nothing interesting or shocking that stood out. I guess I must have thought I’d check the date and there would be a giant mushroom cloud picture and a lead story about global annihilation. I squinted over at the sleek black box that housed the odd computer components. I’m watching you , I told it in my mind, half-convinced it could read my thoughts.
Just to satisfy my curiosity, I checked the American sports section. The Dallas Stars would be playing the Nashville Predators tomorrow. Correction, the Dallas Stars would lose to the Nashville Predators, 2-1 tomorrow. I checked with the Google page in the other browser to verify that the teams were actually playing. In the Qwerry browser, I checked to see which NBA teams or NFL teams were playing. It was slim pickings on a Tuesday after Thanksgiving, but the Sacramento Kings would be facing off against the San Antonio Spurs, and the Spurs would win the game 98-93.
I grabbed a spiral notebook from the backpack at my feet and wrote both scores down. My head was beginning to hurt, and I could feel my eyes growing heavy. I had to be up at six and in my first class by seven. I’d spent most of the night with Kassi, and though I had achieved a total of zero homework for the night, I’d achieved getting her to forgive me. I’d also achieved what sounded like a steady commitment to be exclusive with each other. I patted my strange little computer before telling it to hibernate. I drifted off to sleep wondering what it would be like to grow old with Kass.
CHAPTER 6 - Truth & Liars
December 3, 2014
I had a hard time concentrating in any class. All my brain could think about was that the Predators had won 2-1
I read a few more headlines. Najam separatist fighters take girls’ school hostage in the Russian Empire’s (???) city of Troitsk, just across the border from northern Kazakhstan. Brazil’s armed forced were on high alert and massing at the Uruguayan border after a Brazilian destroyer was sabotaged at the pier in Montevideo. Riots were breaking out all over South Korea, and North Korea was being blamed for inserting subversives into the mix. I had no idea who the “Lansing Lightning” were. According to the headline blurb, they were in the NBA, and they’d lost to the Chicago Bulls 105-84.
I blinked a few times, wondering once more if whoever had sent me the non-existent parts so I could slap together this crazy computer wasn’t still messing with me. Maybe this was the drawn-out punchline or climax of the gag? Then I happened to notice the date on all of the stories. All of them were from December 17th, 2020. I hit the back button on the browser until I was back at the Qwerry start page and could see the last thing I’d typed into the search box. “Arab Spring 2020” is what stared back at me. I’d mistyped 2010, still not fully used to the weird holographic keyboard, and had been taken to some kind of joke future page.
I minimized the browser and opened the other one that I’d used before. The page opened to Google. I typed in “Arab Spring 2020” and hit enter on the virtual keyboard. All Google returned was page after page about some summit that was going to take place in Dubai, expos that were scheduled to take place in various countries of the Middle East, and a ton of speculative economic reports about budget and harvest predictions for the year 2020. I minimized it and pulled up the Qwerry window. I typed in December 2, 2014.
I went to the BBC News site again, having learned that it was one of the better sources for news, considering how polarized the political landscape, and therefore the cable news landscape, had become here in the good ol’ U.S. of A. As far as I could tell, all of the headlines were mundane, nothing interesting or shocking that stood out. I guess I must have thought I’d check the date and there would be a giant mushroom cloud picture and a lead story about global annihilation. I squinted over at the sleek black box that housed the odd computer components. I’m watching you , I told it in my mind, half-convinced it could read my thoughts.
Just to satisfy my curiosity, I checked the American sports section. The Dallas Stars would be playing the Nashville Predators tomorrow. Correction, the Dallas Stars would lose to the Nashville Predators, 2-1 tomorrow. I checked with the Google page in the other browser to verify that the teams were actually playing. In the Qwerry browser, I checked to see which NBA teams or NFL teams were playing. It was slim pickings on a Tuesday after Thanksgiving, but the Sacramento Kings would be facing off against the San Antonio Spurs, and the Spurs would win the game 98-93.
I grabbed a spiral notebook from the backpack at my feet and wrote both scores down. My head was beginning to hurt, and I could feel my eyes growing heavy. I had to be up at six and in my first class by seven. I’d spent most of the night with Kassi, and though I had achieved a total of zero homework for the night, I’d achieved getting her to forgive me. I’d also achieved what sounded like a steady commitment to be exclusive with each other. I patted my strange little computer before telling it to hibernate. I drifted off to sleep wondering what it would be like to grow old with Kass.
CHAPTER 6 - Truth & Liars
December 3, 2014
I had a hard time concentrating in any class. All my brain could think about was that the Predators had won 2-1
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