By Stewart C Baker
1,060 words · 4-minute reading time
The psychiatrist assigned by Headquarters suggested I start a diary to help me cope with your ship's disappearance. Instead, I'm going to write you a bibliography.
I won't write every day, and maybe you'll never read this anyway, but it helps to think that someday I'll be able to show you what I've written here. To think that somehow, someday, we will bring you home.
Can't write any more today.
I miss you. I love you.
Source: Special Relativity, The Universe, and You (New Beginnings Press: London, 2028)
Date Read: December 3, 2036
Summary: Time is not an absolute, but depends on your location in the "hypersurface of the present"--a map of all physical space. The speed of visible light limits observations to events already past, so the past is all there is.
Notes: While reading, I discovered I was pregnant. It's strange to think that once she's born, I'll only ever be able to see what she was--even if it's only a few nanoseconds difference. I wonder, if someone...
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Stewart C Baker is an academic librarian, speculative fiction writer, and occasional haikuist. His fiction has appeared in Writers of the Future, Nature, Galaxy’s Edge, and Flash Fiction Online, among other places. Stewart was born in England, has lived in South Carolina, Japan, and California (in that order), and currently resides in Oregon with his family—although if anyone asks, he’ll usually say he’s from the Internet. You can find him at infomancy.net or on Twitter and Facebook as @stewartcbaker
This story originally appeared in Nature Futures.