“I will catch the bus.” Jean Pierre spoke firmly, decision made.
“Don’t be foolish, Jean Pierre.” His wife Nicole made a point of restraining a sigh. “The bus comes only once per day. You will waste a day getting to Gitarama, and another getting back. That is two nights’ lodging you will need.”

“Shift”

About the story: The same story told at shifting levels of realit

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