What happens when you mix alcohol and time travel? You get “Dinosaurs & Whiskey”:
“You brought back a freaking dinosaur?” The creature was obviously a baby, mottled green and brown with a tiny horn on its nose and a frill at the back of its head.
“It looked lonely, and I thought it was cute.”
Felix tore his gaze from the baby and gaped at his friend. “You can’t take things from the past, August. You could destroy the timeline.”
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