The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 16

“I call them glimpses,” she said. “The things I see. Like a picture focused on one bit at a time,” she said. “Places or events or sometimes they’re just words, and it’s like someone talking in another room. I can only barely hear it if I’m perfectly still and listen hard. But it’s not like hearing really. It’s more like … remembering.”

She laughed and rubbed her arm.

“My mood seems to matter,” she said. “I don’t like what the glimpses say when I’m sad. I find something else to listen to.”

“Are you sad now?” he said.

She looked down and nodded.

“Would you like me to talk?”

She closed her eyes and nodded again.

He smiled at her and took a breath. “Once upon a time,” he began and drowned the sad glimpses in story.

The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 15

He had set out to conquer the world, but the meetings were killing him. As the weapons dealer droned on, his mind wandered.

I should have started smaller, he thought. But where?

He gave the desktop globe a spin. He closed his eyes, waited a moment, then stopped the globe with his finger.

He opened his eyes. His finger pointed to the Atlantic Ocean.

He frowned. He gave the globe another spin, closed his eyes, stopped the globe: Pacific Ocean.

He clenched his jaw. The arms dealer paused. He spun the globe, closed his eyes, jabbed his finger: Indian Ocean.

“Fine,” he said.

“Sir?” said the arms dealer.

He rested his elbows on his desk, interlocked his fingers, and peered over them at the man. “I’m going to need several submarines,” he said.