The future envisioned them. All six. Young girls; short and stocky. Unremarkable to say the least. Lost in the world, they were too ordinary to fit in. Too ordinary to stand out. They were invisible creatures, even to themselves. Hardly alive, hardly dead. Only the future knew their destiny. To the present, these girls were bone dry. The past hadn’t seen much of them, yet, but she would in good time.
The present rolled her eyes, setting her empty china cup down on its saucer.
“Your skill to anticipate is exhausting. I don’t know why you even bother to ask. Don’t you know the answer?”
“I do.” replied the future, whilst filling the cup half full. “I even know exactly how many sips you will be taking from this half empty cup before you change your mind.”
The present let out a heavy sigh. Her gaze wandered over to her older sister now. No point arguing with the younger.
“I don’t know how you can bear it! Tea for eternity at this very table.”
“Oh I am not paying attention to that. All I need to know is right here in my memories.” She briefly tapped her left temple before taking up her needlework again.
“Ugh! Neither of you are even here! Your minds are elsewhere. It’s only me stuck drinking this mud!”
“Earl Grey.” the future chimed. “Would you like another blend for the next pot?”
“You haven’t complained about the tea before.” the past added unhelpfully, exacerbating the present’s dark mood.
“Enough! The both of you! I am sick of your tea. And what is your obsession with these boring girls?”
The future smiled. “You leave the future to me. All in good time.”
“One day you’ll see.” the past agreed.
In a wild rage, the present grabbed her cup with the intention to smash it against the wall but the future was already ahead of her.
“Release my arm!”
“In a few minutes when you are calm again.”
And so the hours passed. Each one worth a year in the human world. The present raged twice every hour but the future always anticipated and the past always remembered. Together the past and the future watched the girls grow up and, one day, they were all gone from view.
“What happened to the girls?” the present remarked one day in a calm moment.
“I don’t remember.” admitted the future. Her eyes were gazing at a young soldier. His future was sad.
“They died.” determined the past.
“And what happened before they died? Did they lead remarkable lives? Did they change?”
The past looked up from her needlework. Over the rim of her glasses, she shot a dark glance at her younger sister.
“You could have seen for yourself if you were patient enough.”
The future nodded. “More tea?”
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