“So you woke up in flames?” August enquired in the ear.
“Yes. But she wanted me to tell you that. I don’t know why I dreamt her.”
“That bastard.”
Huh? Who was a bastard? And why did she dream this Mi-so?
She spent the rest of the day trying to figure out why she could not remember again when her doorbell rang. Opening it she saw her neighbour who lived in the story beneath her.
“Can I help you?” she asked the teenager.
“Yah, I got homework and mom said to ask you because you are a tutor?” the bracers wearing, girl said in question form.
Nebula rolled her eyes inwardly. This is the second child that was sent to her door by the same woman. Couldn’t she afford a tutor? Or did she want a free babysitter? For the other child did no studying. He had flipped through her tv stations thou
