I began my stride down the sidewalk, not met with a single smile from the people passing by. I was not surprised. It may have been Christmastime, but it was still the Monday morning after a major holiday.
I checked my watch and flipped open my folder to reference a map, looking between it and the environment to triangulate my position as I walked.
Okay, there’s S. Grand Avenue. Take a right.
I glanced up from the map just in time to leap back as a black sedan made a sharp right without checking for pedestrians crossing. I made a sound like “Eeep!” The driver didn’t even notice.
I took a deep breath and stood still for a minute. My nerves felt shot. Had I still possessed a functioning heart, it would have been racing.
Déjà vu still works after a century, I guess.
Eventually I forced m
