Reading, Writing, Rhythmatic

“Fumie…wake up. It is time for you to get out of bed,” Mirai says, deactivating the smartglass and turning my bedroom windows fully transparent. Even with the pillow over my head, I can feel the morning sun beating down upon me. “What time is it?” I groan at her.
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I suppose I thought Mirai would do whatever it is that AI’s do and magically announce she had found Noah, but it doesn’t work out that way. After a few…
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Well, if I’m honest—not really. I don’t do well with distractions and thanks to covid and health issues in the family, the past 18 months has been full…
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As the Sombulant wears off, the first thing I see as I wake are impossibly large trees with reddish-brown bark the color of cinnamon—Sequoias, I think.I…
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“Should we go and get help now?” Rachel asks me after Noah is gone. I tell her that we should wait a few more minutes until the buses have left. She…
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I wake in my own bed, disoriented and groggy from Sombulant. The memories of what happened after I passed out in the full-sim chamber sit on the edge of…
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The full sim change room is at the far end of the Simatorium. I don’t have time to worry about the fact it has both boys and girls in it before Madison…
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For the first time since I arrived at the group home, I wake on my own feeling alert and clear-headed and not lazy and dopey like the last two mornings…
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