Smokin’ and Jokin’
Smokin’ and Jokin’ “You know,” I said staring into the flames of my cigar, “I once dated a time traveler.” “Oh,” my father said without turning my way, “one of your ex-girlfriends was a time traveler?” “What? No! I just dated one,” I leaned forward and tapped the ash from my cigar, “we went on…