Arnesto Modesto: The World's Most Ineffectual Time Traveler

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“Why must time travel kill you, Grandpa?”

Arnesto Modesto looked at little Jessenia and smiled. She wasn’t his granddaughter but his  great-great-great-great-granddaughter. Over the last century, medicine had seen countless improvements in staving off death so people were living longer than ever before. As the number of surviving generations increased, many families adopted the tradition of calling all their elders “Grandma” and “Grandpa.”

“Because the nanobots have to destroy my memory cells to best extract the information before they create the impulses to send back along the curve of space-time via quantum embroilment,” he said. She looked confused so he reiterated, “It’s to give my brain in the past the best chance of accepting memories from my brain in the present.” He tapped his frail finger against the side of his liver-spotted head for emphasis.

He overheard one of the young mothers in the room whispering to her little boy, “He’s preparing to go to heaven.”

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