“Well, then, someone just tell me how we got here!” Calvin’s voice was still angry and his freckles seemed to stand out on his face. “Even traveling at the speed of light, it would take us years and years to get here.”
“Oh, we don’t travel at the speed of anything,” Mrs. Whatsit explained earnestly. “We tesser. Or you might say, we wrinkle.”
“Clear as mud,” Calvin said.
(from A Wrinkle In Tme by Madeleine L’Engle)
8*/10. The complete review is here.