Conditional Reality

Aunt Ardick collected moon rocks. They fell out of the sky and landed on her roof, where she heard them roll down the shingles and drop off the eaves and into her garden. Aunt Ardick had nothing against moon rocks, but didn't see that they needed to be on her property, so she packed them up and carted them down to the university, where they had a department of exogeology. The scientists accepted her gift with great interest. Have you been to the moon? they asked. Don't be smart asses, said Aunt Ardick as she hit them with her cane.

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