Start of: Almost Yesterday
Sussex, England, March 23, 2037
She followed him up the steep hill. He was able to run much faster than her, but she trudged on, climbing higher and higher. He stopped at the top and turned to wait; his eyes fixed on her. Once she reached him, she fell to her knees, out of breath, and threw her arms around his neck. He panted and nudged his head into her chest, then wagged his tail.
"You have to slow down, boy," Katya said to her companion. "I just can't run uphill that fast. Now take me to Cyrus. Come on, Dickory; show me where Cyrus is, boy."
Katya's new friend was a large yellow mixed-breed of the canine variety. He was probably part Golden Retriever. Although she didn't know his breed mixture, Katya saw him as one hundred percent lovable. She and Cyrus fo
