“The elephants will come back someday.” Gramps chewed on a stick as he stared at the far horizon. The terraformers were hard at work replacing the reddish-purple lumps of native vegetation with the gray-green of earthly sagebrush and...
Jaleta Clegg loves daydreaming and making pickles. She turns her daydreams into stories and eats the pickles. Most of her stories are science fiction, fantasy, and silly horror; sometimes all at once. Her pickles are usually sweet. She lives in Washington state with a diminishing horde of children, two geriatric dogs, an obese Maine coon, and a very patient husband.
See more of her work at www.jaletac.com.
“The elephants will come back someday.” Gramps chewed on a stick as he stared at the far horizon. The terraformers were hard at work replacing the reddish-purple lumps of native vegetation with the gray-green of earthly sagebrush and...