Noodles and Nothingness
Carlos’ laugh boomed. He slapped a palm on Liwan’s shoulder as his body shook with mirth. “Surprise?” “W-What…h-how?” Liwan stuttered. “Because the universe works in ways we cannot fathom. Never mind the how. I’m here because I have some things to tell you. I am on borrowed time, I must get back to eight years forward.” “Uh…” “Stop stammering, stinky boy.” Carlos pulled something from his pocket. “Here, have some of this.” Carlos shoved a brown paper bag to Liwan’s free hand. It felt warm and smelled something familiar. Like magic, his mouth immediately watered. The smell triggered the memory of the taste he thought he had forgotten. “Kwek-kwek!” he exclaimed like a child. Liwan opened the paper bag. True enough, three orange shapes were in there. He reached inside and took one, i
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