At 43 years old, Allan Hartley is caught in a flash-bomb at the Battle of Buffalo, only to
wake up in his own 13-year-old body on the day before Hiroshima.
Piper’s first short
story impacted me because I fantasize about the same thing (perhaps we all do). What would
you do? Who would you tell? What would you try to change? What would you fear changing?
Here; if you can remember the next thirty years, suppose you tell me when the War’s
going to end. This one, I mean.