“You know it’s not going to work, they never do!” She scoffed at the man who was deemed eccentric by the whole town.
She tried many times defending him and his inventions but soon she too became the center of the town’s gossip. It was hard being the daughter of an inventor, but it was even harder to be the daughter of the “crazy man.” She looked at the contraption and wondered what he was doing this time. All she could see was steam coming out of it as it transplanted a green liquid into a blue froth. She didn’t know a lot about chemistry but she knew enough to not mix liquids together.
“Oh, I’m sure it will work this time, Annabelle.” He managed to say as he concentrated deeply on the two liquids emerging together.
She sighed as she left him to his work. When was he going…