Daytrippers by H.L. Sudler

Author:H.L. Sudler [Sudler, H.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: time travel, fiction;, SHORT, story;, fantasy;, time, travel;, philadelphia;, teens;, vietnam;, gay;
Publisher: Archer Media Networks
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

There was electricity.

When Perry woke up, he was on a subway. The Broad Street subway to be exact. It was old and dark, not like in his time. Orange and white plastic seats, lots of harsh overhead light. The seats here and now were leather, the handle straps were leather. The windows in the train opened slightly. The lights were dim in the cars, a very soft white. And the wheels squealed, the brakes desperately in need of oil.

He sat up as the train left the Race-Vine station for City Hall. The cars rocked side to side and the lights flashed off and on in the tunnel. The train entered the City Hall station, chugging along as if on its last leg. He looked around at the crowded car, wondering not where he was but when. It was obvious he was still in Philadelphia by the train stations, but the time was harder to pin down. The women were stylishly dressed in pleated skirts, gloves, suits, printed dresses, heels and hats. The men were in two- and three-piece suits, with flowers on the lapels, ties, and pocket squares, or pleated pants worn high on the waist, and sweater vests. Most wore two-tone shoes.

He got off and followed the crowd. There were more Black people this time around, though not that many. He looked like them, was dressed like them. He had on brown pleated slacks cuffed at the ankles, black shoes, a wide red tie and a white dress shirt. He wore a leisure coat that was brown and tan, and a brown fedora. He had a rectangular red metal lunch pail and a newspaper under his arm.

He opened it. It was the Philadelphia Inquirer. That, he knew. The paper was still printed in his time. He looked at the date and gasped out loud, prompting heads to turn on the stairwell. It was Saturday, March 28, 1942. He stopped and thought a minute, once outside. His eyes widened and he looked around. There were more women than men on the street, and he now noticed, more women wore pants, on their way to work, particularly the younger ones.

Of course. America was at war now. Many of the young men were in the military, training or overseas. He had learned about it in History class.

He was on Market Street and he looked up and saw the large Art Deco Pennsylvania Savings Fund Society skyscraper. He knew it as the PSFS Building. It was a hotel in his time, not a bank. City Hall was erected now too, with the William Penn statue at the very top of the tower. Perry walked the streets, trying to think of every old and iconic building from his time that would now be erected in 1942. He thought of the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts at Broad and Cherry Streets, which in his time sat around the corner from Franklin Charter Academy. It was up. The Academy of Music at Broad and Locust Streets.

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