by Sam J. Di Maggio

A Seed in Time is about the oldest civilization in existence. The story begins in 1853 with the startling disappearance of a 49'er by the name of Frank Lupo. He vanished in full view of his wife, Josie, and four friends. Frank's mysterious disappearance soon spread causing much excitement and speculation around town. The three local newspapers reported the enigma with front-page headlines. The people closest to him, however, would never know the full extent of what happened to Frank Lupo that day. Indeed, the answers to the Lupo mystery came with the passage of time and the involvement of people not yet born. A Seed in Time preview: Stan touched the remote again, locking his office door, and settled quietly on his leather sofa. He stretched out pressing both hands to the back of his head. Gazing at the soft-lit ceiling, he though of Joanna. He could recall the extraordinary odyssey they had just shared two weeks ago in clear and vivid pictures; Yet, Joanna remembered nothing. Had it all really happened the way he remembered? Had his mind recorded all facts accurately? He would say things to her, offering little hints, and then look in her eyes for a glimmer of understanding. Nothing! How could she have forgotten? She had always been insightful and even more so lately, suggesting intuitive solutions whenever he shared problems he was grappling with. Tapping resources from deep within, her visceral feelings guided her; and she had given him direction and strengthened him when he needed it most. Hadn't he been told that's how it would be? Still, it annoyed Slone to think that some of life's occasional plumbs might be fruit grown from seeds sown somewhere in time. Stan had problems with certain aspects of the Sam Slone saga. Why didn't the Arthelings have their act together? They seem to have the same troubles and hardships Earthlings have, and then some. You'd think that they would have found solutions to their problems by now. After all, they are older than Methuselah, about a million years older according to Slone. How about this seed thing Slone called residual imprints? He claimed that when man is in an elevated mental state, when mind and instincts work together, he'd be able to reach within instinctively and draw from this planted knowledge. Did that mean, every time someone had a premonition, he was just picking the fruit planted in his ancestors? subconscious a hundred years ago? Should we attribute every precognition to our Artheling benefactors? How about extrasensory perception, and clairvoyance? Are all these things just the harvest of seeds planted in time, the animating force in our psyche that guides us to our destiny?