He was a non-believer, primarily because his parents had died on a pilgrimage, after a cloud burst.
His grandmother often told him stories, about how God called them straight to Heaven, riding on a pink mushroom-shaped cloud, and he smirked in disbelief.
Today, the nuclear scientist knew that a reactor had exploded on that day, and his mission was to research the cause.
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Creative and an interesting take on the prompt, Mam.
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Thank you so much!
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Welcome,Mam!
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Some grandmother tales indeed turn out to be true, half true that is. Superb w
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Thank you!
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Interesting take on the prompt! I like how the grandmother’s version turned out to have more truth than he realized.
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Thanks, Joy!
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