It Worked

Walking home from school, a woman in a strange silver diving suit stopped me, kneeled down, and whispered “It worked.”
Then she kissed me on the forehead before diving into a flash of light… and she was gone.
Over the years, from school, through university, to the chronosuit research… searching for her.
And I found her.
Those eyes. Those bright eyes.
She was the granddaughter of my research partner.
She learned quickly, taking our research so far.
She tells me she’s ready to test it, wants me to see it work.
“I already have,” I say, and close my eyes.