Prompt: “Write a short story that is set in Argentina in 1932, in which a teacup plays a crucial role."
The Argentinian air was stale and warm as she moved through the narrow streets. Her watch read 2:37 PM. Only 23 minutes left. The apartment came into view and she expertly hurdled a merchant stand before running into a man dressed to the nines. In one fell swoop she had him on the ground, a bullet lodged in his forehead. A glance at her surroundings brought her the realization that she was trapped. She escaped into the apartment, her only refuge.
Once inside, she closed the door and glanced at the paper on the table: La Argentina Gaceta. Today’s Date: 15 Augusto, 1932. How did she get here? It could only have been fate.
Moving into the bedroom, she heard the door forced in and began to hurry. She pulled out the small decorative box as her pursuer appeared in the doorway. Inside, an ancient teacup. “Not this time,” he said, but by the time he had finished, she was gone. Disappeared, right in front of him.
She came to an hour later, and, reaching for the paper on the bedside table, read the title: Le Journal Rouen, 23 Aout, 1907.