Coming of Age: the Future

By Stanley Morganstein

Two teenagers a young woman, and a young man come of age from family difficulties, conflicts with their parents, their developing friendship, then are confronted with a space-time accident that propels them into the future. An accident at a famous cyclotron causes Quantum Entanglement that travels the teenagers into a startling future. Thereby, they must adjust to planets in the Solar System, as Mars, and moons as IO and Titan. Resident on these far-flung planets, and satellites are strange aliens. Furthermore, in the future they must adapt to space age technologies in the 24th century, as spaceships, and time-travel. Will these teenagers succeed in their adventure or not?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 16, 2020
• ISBN: 9781664128576

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Copyright © 2020 by Stanley Morganstein.

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Rev. date: 09/15/2020

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CONTENTS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Five

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Seven

Chapter Forty-Eight

Chapter Forty-Nine

Chapter Fifty

Chapter Fifty-One

Chapter Fifty-Two

Chapter Fifty-Three

Chapter Fifty-Four

Chapter Fifty-Five

Chapter Fifty-Six

Chapter Fifty-Seven

Chapter Fifty-Eight

Chapter Fifty-Nine

Chapter Sixty

Chapter Sixty-One

Chapter Sixty-Two

Chapter Sixty-Three

Chapter Sixty-Four

Chapter Sixty-Five

Chapter Sixty-Six

Chapter Sixty-Seven

Chapter Sixty-Eight

Chapter Sixty-Nine

Chapter Seventy

Chapter Seventy-One

Chapter Seventy-Two

Chapter Seventy-Three

Epilogue

Quantum Entanglement, Quantum Computers and Relativity

Quantum Computers with Quantum Entanglement

References

CHAPTER ONE

Freedom

As she was about to enter school, as a warm, humid, breeze of the South flowed her hair back in a long brown stream. A boy approached her on the steps and placed his hands from behind her head over her eyes.

Who do you know? he asked.

Don, you don’t fool me. I have to go to class, said Francine.

Let’s play hooky you are a stick in the mud, said Donald as he laughed and yanked her hand pulling her off the steps of the school.

She cried as Donald pulled her into the parking lot, running toward the library, passed the library, to the open road, where they disappeared into the bushes. They all jumped on their bicycles with speeding down the road on the right side as traffic screeched tires, with shouting from adults. This was the time for fun, independence and escape from school, and parents.

Clean up your room, ordered her Mother, as she pointed at the clothes on the floor, popcorn, and candy debris.

Mom, this is my room, said Francine. I like it this way!

You’re a messy teenager, said her Mother. You used to be so neat. Now at your age you have picked up bad habits, from Donald.

Donald’s parents let him alone, said Francine.

They are busy with their drinking and going out to bars!

They’re not that way. They love Donald, and each other. You and Dad argue all the time.

Get out of my house, as she slaps Francine across her face, leaving a red blotch as Francine cries, and runs out of her house. This is her life, with her parents fighting, her mother ordering her around, and her friends who are urging her away from school. She has high grades, which is never sufficient for her mother to consider she is smart, whereas her father tries to calm her mother down, as he hugs his daughter, and whispers that she is good.

They leap off their bikes, as they head for the cliff. Donald stands behind Francine, as the other teenager jump off the cliff toward the swimming hole, which was really like a lake with ice cold water, deep and dark, and mysterious.

Jump Francine, shouts Donald as he approached Francine from behind.

I’m too scared to jump, cries Francine.

The water is deep. Just hold your breath, and jump feet first, laughs Donald.

I won’t, shouts Francine as she tries to run away from the cliff. Donald holds her waist, as he forces her to the edge. Will you jump, or will I have to push you?

She hates her mother when she forces her with a threat, which she must do or treat her like a child. So, Francine jumps from the cliff, holding her breath, as she seems to be falling for an eternity, which is really about a couple of minutes. Her feet hit the surface of the lake, which is ice cold. She sinks into the cold, and deep water, as she hears sounds of the other teens playing above the water, as if dolphins are playing.

CHAPTER TWO

Mysterious Lake

Her friends swam, ducked under water, and swam to the float in the lake, which was 100 feet away from the cliff shore. Francine was deep in the lake, away from the surface. She felt herself descending into the lake depths. Was this the termination of her life before she had her life to live? She then felt something fasten onto her waist, which began to ascend with her to the surface. As she pierced the surface of the water, she inhaled as her chest hurt from holding her breath.

I got you, said Donald.

I thought I was drowning until something held onto me, said Francine.

I held onto you as you came up, said Donald. You were swimming up yourself. What else helped you to my arms? said Donald concerned about the myths about a woman in the lake. During the last century, a woman drowned in the lake, escaping from a rapist, who was never found. She was not able to swim, thereby drowning without help.

Were you saved by the Lady in The Lake? smiled Donald, half serious, and with his laugh to touch off the tip of the ice-burg.

Someone held onto my arms pulling me up to the surface, said Francine. I thought you saved me?

I saw you floating up about five feet down, so I dived to save you, since I thought you were drowning.

"I held my breath, but I thought I could hold my breath, as if I was breathing.

You thought you were breathing? You must have lost consciousness, or thought you were breathing so you wouldn’t drown, said Donald unable to fathom how Francine held her breath, when she was at least twenty feet below the surface?

Donald and Francine swam together to the float, where the other teenagers were jumping off the float and swimming to the float. Where were you two, asked Timmy the heavy-set boy.

We were swimming under the water, said Donald to avoid any other intrusions by Timmy’s curiosity. Timmy was the teenage gossip in town, with all the secrets exposed once he heard them.

Loose some of the fat, said Eddy the athlete on the basketball team.

Go play ball, and shut up Eddy, said Timmy as he tried to intimidate Eddy. He was the same height at Eddy. However, Eddy did not back up, but quietly spoke into Timmy’s face. Watch out, or I will kick your fat ass.

I am not scared of you, said Timmy. I want to swim, as he flopped into the lake.

Ha, he belly flopped, laughed Eddy as he flexed his muscles as he viewed Francine.

Are you tired of your boyfriend yet, said Eddy as he approached Francine.

Donald interposed between the two. Step aside Eddy, or you will know what I can do!

Let her answer, said Eddy as he stood chest to chest with Donald, who was about the same height, with him standing on his toes.

I am not tired of Donald, said Francine in a moderate voice.

When you are, I am here for you, said Eddy.

Quit this arguing, said Timmy as he flopped onto the float belly first.

This caused everyone to laugh, as the friends forgot about the fight. Henrietta hugged Eddy. You forgot about me. Do you want to cuddle, or not?

Yah, I want to cuddle, as the couple hugged and kissed on the float.

Timmy walked over to the couple as they were engaged in kissing. You two have to go to a quiet place to have sex.

He then belly flopped into the water, as everyone laughed, and dived into the water to push Timmy’s head below water. He dipped down and since he was buoyant his head appeared, as if they were bobbing for apples. Timmy was their fun.

CHAPTER THREE

Gossip

Wilma, I almost drowned in the lake after jumping off the cliff, said Francine.

Did Don save you…for fun…and sex? said Wilma, over the cell. Any photos of the lake sex? Ha.

Wilma, you’re the fast one not me! said Francine. Something else helped me…like the myth of the Lady in The Lake who drowned.

Don said he saved you…

When did you speak with Don?

I talked with him at the soda shop.

He was covering.

So, the gossip wouldn’t turn your drowning into a nonstop bitching?

Wilma, you curse allot. However, you’re probably true.

I like to trash talk. Did you see the ghost of the woman?

I saw a black arm with a hand that pulled me up.

A black arm? Was that a black person?

Her face was in a shadow, but I know they say the woman was black.

A redneck bastard tried to rape, so she ran, and jumped off the cliff, and drowned, since she never learned to swim.

They lynched her brother, so she thought they wouldn’t protect her!

I news report that a college girl was recently raped. Do you think a redneck did that? Is the nightmare starting over again?

Are you saying the redneck from fifty years ago has returned? You’re nuts!

What about Friday the 13th?

"You believe some killer would return, after drowning?’

Let’s go to the horror show on Saturday!

I dislike those shows.

Francine, you are funny. A picture show is not real!

If the woman in the lake is still there, what about some serial rapist, who starts again?

The redneck was a teenager. He would be in the sixties know. He may have raped that college freshman, in her dorm.

The dorm has both girls and boys on separate floors, but they visit each other.

"Simultaneous resurrection of the Lady In The Lake, and rapist, who was never identified, only that he was a teenager,