HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 258
 

Angela stopped in her tracks.

“You ended our friendship… over a facial expression?” she asked.

“Sure, it sounds ridiculous when you put it that way,” Dorothy replied. “But I know what I saw. You were disgusted with me.”

“I was surprised!” Angela said. “You came at me so fast I didn’t have a chance to close my eyes. Do you have any idea how disorienting it is to be intimate with someone while you’re inside their head? Especially after you’ve had a few beers and you’re nervous because you’ve wanted to kiss this person for months.”

“Oh God,” Dorothy muttered. “I am such an idiot.”

“I won’t argue with you there,” Angela replied.

“And, of course, now that I’ve finally figured this out, it’s far too late to do anything about it,” Dorothy said.

“It is pretty bad timing,” Angela said.

The fire truck wailed on by again. Dorothy watched it go.

“Don’t even think about it,” Angela said.

“Think about what?” Dorothy asked.

“Going back to that night,” Angela replied. “Changing things.”

Dorothy chuckled.

“Now there’s an idea,” she said. “But that’s assuming I’m ever able to go back more than a few minutes. And, of course, I ever get out of this loop.”

“You will,” Angela said, and glanced at the map on her phone. “Eventually.”

A deep rumble shook the sidewalk. Angela looked around and spotted a giant woman wearing a hardhat and reflective vest, standing in a construction site across the street. She was easily fifty feet tall, probably more.

The familiar dizziness came over Angela, and the woman disappeared. A couple minutes later, the door to a trailer labeled “Site Office” opened. The woman stepped out, regular-sized, and walked toward the skeleton of an office building. Along the way, she began to grow, until finally she was as big as before. Then time looped again.