Kimberly's POV:
"So, what is it like?" Rachel asks.
I don't get what she is talking about. Maybe she can read my face. Maybe she knows that I didn't understand her question. So, she asks again.
"Your century! 21st century?" she says.
"Oh! Yeah, It's amazing. We have a lot of development. Like for instance, if I want to talk to you, then I can talk to you even when you aren't with me or near me. I can talk to you and see your face at any parts of the world," I say. She stares at me like I am telling her a story, story that is just a fantasy.
"We can take pictures. We don't need any paintings for that, and we can also watch movies. We don't have carriages, but we have cars to ride in the road, we have ships to sail in water, we have planes to fly in the air…" I see her eyes wondering if I am even telling the truth.
"It's hard to believe, right?" I ask her.
