1922?
"1922?" you whisper hoarsely.
Mayor Nelson looks at you strangely, then rolls her eyes and mutters,
"Crazy kids."
You clear your throat. "It's 1922?" you ask with as much
courage as you can muster.
"Of course!" Mayor Nelson snaps. "What year did you
think it was?"
"Uh, nothing," you reply quickly. "I was just joking.
Playing a prank, that's all."
"Very funny," Mayor Nelson retorts sarcastically. "Now
get to work, before I'm forced to fire you."
You nod and quickly walk out of the room, so lost in thought, that
you don't even notice the strange man watching you from behind a
newspaper.
