“Could you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?” Daniel asked. “Umm,” the man in the pointed hat replied. “I think it’s about a mile that way, then on the left.” “Great, thanks!” Daniel said excitedly as he skipped in that direction.

From his seat on the couch in the corner, Mark spied Melissa flirting with Guy. Mark wrinkled his nose, not from any smell, but the realization that someone who pronounced his name “Gee”(with a hard “g” sound) would even be given the time of day by his ex.

The first time I saw the version of myself from an alternate universe, I was five. At the time, I merely took it for a reflection in the mirror. It was only later I realized he was an actual different person.

If I had a chance to do it all over again, I definitely would not have asked for the “mystery” topping on my pizza.

Of all the things Cale Wyler missed about Earth was the taste of Diet Coke. Here, he almost didn’t want to drink it anymore. Almost. Health-wise, he supposed that was a good thing. But having it go immediately flat after popping the top didn’t stop him from drinking it.

Jack paced nervously around the hotel room. He had been thinking about this moment for a very long time, but now that it was finally here, doubts began to seep into his mind, like the gray light from outside coming in through the curtains that didn’t exactly come together.