“I told you they were better than dusty potatoes,” said my mentor.
Our glasses shined with the immense light flashing from the wires attached to the tangy bulb-shaped green fruit in front o’ them.
I turned to her & said, “¿Do you truly believe this will make a better heat source than that lost by the sun’s demise?”
Her reply was the same reply I’d heard her give time & time ‘gain:
“Never doubt science.”
I didn’t. I could feel the heat vibrate out its core. There I saw it transform before my eyes, growing the subtle pulses that separate my book from my cat.
If only I’d recognized these signs—so many disasters could’ve been prevented.