Chapter 6
“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map.
It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever
you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.”
―Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye
Wednesday, 09:00 tines
“Would you like some breakfast, Sam? You’re going to need it. Anything you want. Come here and watch.” Juraens motioned him over to the fabricator.
“Speak aloud what you want.” Juraens stood beside him.
“Ham, eggs, home fries and rye toast—Now what.”
“Look down, Sam.” In a tray beneath the fabricator was Sam’s meal, just as he ordered it.
“Tierest juice for three.”
Sam was still staring at the tray. “Come eat or
