The Prediction (The Jolvix Episodes #1)

by Faith Gardner

Here, everything is a different shade of cream. I want to scream.

Do secrets count if it’s just between you and a machine?

Exploding, imploding—all the plodings—I

A flip switched. My loyalty has shifted.

“Babs,” Jennee warns from her stool. “Ro has not popcorned yet.”

What’s the difference between having emotions and thinking you have emotions anyway?

Good day to you, sir—who the hell am I, a nineteenth century chimney sweep?

As always, the universe does not respond.