When To?

Carla couldn’t say she was surprised when her husband dragged her out to the barn to show her the sheets of metal he fused together into a large box. Nor was she surprised when he told her this box was, in fact, a time machine.When he urged her to climb in through the small opening on the side; she obliged. After all, what harm could come from it? She’d play along, nothing would happen, then she’d get him to finally fix the loose leg on the kitchen table. For months, he pushed it off, telling her he’d do it just as soon as he was finished with his “top secret project.” This “time machine,” she presumed.A pair of metal folding chairs sat in the center of the box; wires hung from the ceiling and across the floor. There were no windows and no door other than the small opening which her husband sealed behind them.“Now, see these dials here on the wall?” He motioned toward a series of notched dials with a lever beside them sticking out of the metal wall. “These correspond to day, month,…