The woman was wearing distinctly non-1960's clothes and carrying a stun gun. One that would no longer stun - it looked more like a multi-functional probe. Grandfather would approve.
"You're Susan," she gasped and hugged me.
"Sorry, I'm Doctor's...," she stuttered. "I mean, your..."
I remember her expression of pure joy. I imagine myself looking the same with David.
Then I noticed the tears.
"I'm Jenny, your...," she stammered again, but an explosion cut her off.
"Catch you later," she ran in the explosion's direction.
We never met again. A pity as she reminded me of the younger, less grumpy grandfather.
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Ach jo, to se přesně ve
Lee
Ach jo, to se přesně ve filmech vždycky stane a já to nesnáším, proč se lidi prostě nemůžou potkat. :( Skvělé je to.