The plaza was bustling. Lena stopped by a map kiosk where she had SUN pull the location of 27B55. Left here, now right. 200 feet ahead. You’ve arrived at farm 27B55. Sometimes Lena found SUN annoying. Some of these features suck, she thought. They never get the directions thing right. She shut...

The door pitched shut, sending envelopes and scraps to the floor. Lena was flush with frustration. She stormed to the desk, swiveling her chair over and slamming her handheld down. Who does she think she is? Her voice was humid. She could hear only her heart, pumping blood between her breaths. Gotta...

Gabe poured the Kool-Aid powder into a green pitcher, adding water, and stirring. He raised the spoon to his mouth like a chef sampling sauce. Oh, the worth of Gabe’s labor, he thought. Can I do anything for ya? came a voice from the other room. It’s almost ready, he called through the bead...

Hello, Michael. His eyes swept curiously across the room, searching for the source of the voice. Underneath that brown hair, the round receptors were unsuccessful. He briefly had a flash. Sirens. Bright blue and yellow lights. Everything was a rush. There was no saving them. Back again in this white...