“Sunday,” is a first person account of a theoretical physicist, who often works late into the night. He also seems to have a problem with drinking a bit too much, and coming home to his fiance much later than he should. He has apparently made a major discovery, and has even built some sort of device that enables him to make use of it.
He comes home very late, happy with his success but dreading a confrontation with Amanda, (the woman he loves). He finds her dead and lying in a pool of blood possibly by her own hand, and proceeds to use his invention to somehow alter reality and change it.
Wow! This is a great idea for a story, and I feel that there is a lot of potential for it. There is a lot of internal monologue which is a mix of the character’s own observations, and speculations, plus enough background to give it a good flow. I liked the occasional metaphors, and similes he uses.
“Ghosts of the bottle in my head”
“As if carried away on the crest of a wave”
I’m a little vague about what the device does. Does it put him in an alternate reality? Or does it take him back in time? He does go back to the same moment that he originally went home and found her dead, but that would still be too late unless something else changed too. That needs a little clarification.
Otherwise it’s a great story.
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