He drops a quarter in the coin slot and a picture builds up on the screen of a beach with a little town in the distance.
"Sure," Joe says confidentially. "We'll be back." And then there's a flash of blue light and Joe's gone, too.
I hung around for a couple of days afterward but Joe and Marge never came back. I think he found her all right but Marge didn't want anything to do with the old world so they just stayed there.
And that's about all there is, son. Except I've often wondered what happened when strangers drove through and found Fremont a ghost town....
Now, lookahere, son, it's no cause for you to go calling me a liar just because you never heard of Stellar Electric and Fremont ain't listed on any map you've got. You didn't expect me to stay behind when everybody else had left, did you? I always had a hankerin' for a different type of world, too.
A world where a body didn't have to work so blamed hard and total strangers would be willin' to listen to my stories and buy me a beer....
... THE END