|Submitted by G.S. Williams on Thu, 07/05/2012 - 13:43|
I looked into my sister Dahlia's eyes and saw the tears hovering there. She was pale with emotion, and the rings under her eyes indicated that she'd lost sleep, presumably over this issue. My heart ached with my need to help her, as my other half, my closest confidante, my family. Being separated hadn't lessened that connection, if anything it made it sharper because it had seemed lost and was now restored.
“What can I do?” I repeated, taking her hands and gently squeezing them, trying to comfort her.
“I did some research and found out you're studying string theory,” she said. “I even read some of your Master's degree papers. Are you still working on the Higgs boson and particles?”
My eyes widened. “Wow, you're thorough, how did you even get a hold of that stuff?”
Dahlia shrugged. “Trust me, you don't want to know. Just tell me that's what you're still working on.”
“Yes. Next week I'll be visiting the Large Hadron Collider, one of the projects at my school will be analyzing the data. I have a lot of ideas but I want to see what they have in person.”
“What do you know about tachyons?” she asked.
“They're currently theoretical only, it would be nice if we could find evidence of them using the Collider. Some people consider that highly unlikely. Why?”
“Just bear with me. They can theoretically defy causality and travel through time, right?”
“In theory, yes, but the practicality of that...” I said, going monotone as I started to process data in my mind to answer the question. Dahlia saw it coming and cut me off.
“I don't need the technical details, I'm a layperson. I just wanted to be sure I understand the general sense. I have this crazy plan, but it requires your help. I'm asking as my sister, to help me save a life. Will you trust me?”
“How can you ask that?” I said. “Of course.”
“I didn't...” she sighed. “I feel bad asking, because we've been apart. It's a big leap of faith.”
“You're my identical twin sister. I don't care where you've been, I trust you. That doesn't change.”
Dahlia cried and hugged me close across the table. I patted her back when she was done, and waited for her to dry her tears.
“Okay, so what's your plan?” I asked.
“It's going to sound crazy, but I want to convince a man that you travelled through time in order to get his money.”
“You're right, that does sound crazy.”