Change Of State

Change Of State


Flecks of white touched the steaming surface and were instantly overwhelmed.  A brief, powdery avalanche followed and a small hill formed at the island's center even as the liquid chewed the edges.  Eventually, though, the last intransigent clumps yielded and the transformation was complete.



"Some coffee for your creamer, Frank?"

"Sarcasm doesn't become you, Edna."