Guest Host: Tony Smith (of Starship Sofa)
Nathan’s eyes stung as he remembered how Jenny used to do just that: the same jump down the stairs, the same windmilling of her arms as she landed…. The grief swept over him like a palpable wave, making him stagger backward.
“Dad?” Christopher kicked his backpack down the hall to the door. “You all right?”
“It’s nothing,” said Nathan. He rubbed the implant-port behind his right ear. It’s nothing. It’s not real.
But it felt real.
Rated PG. Contains themes of death and child endangerment.