Chapter 10Earth: Connor
I was sitting in the hot seat of the Council room, which was filled with the same stuffy faces as before. It was a panel of four. Firstly, Marge, aka Ms. Ridgemont, the woman who took care of us for our first year of life. The day we were born, we were taken from our biological parents and put into hiding until they could find us suitable non-San parents. She was also the head Elder of us all and when I say “all”, I mean The San. She must have been well past a hundred but our people lived to be about two hundred. She was showing her age and looked like a grandmother; a healthy, younger-looking grandmother. She could still move fast; she was short and stocky but the stock was made of muscle. Still. She had smooth, light brown skin with freckles on her cheeks and sal
