"Andrea, did you hear me?" Austin's voice pierces my thoughts. "Are you even listening to me?"
"Hm?"
"I was asking you if you think you're ready to go see iTronics. Do you think you'll go tomorrow?"
"I...I don't know. I hadn't thought about it."
It's mid-afternoon, and I'm sitting with him in the kitchen. We've been lingering over cups of green tea that the house gave us when we asked for coffee. I was supposed to accompany Rupert to iTronics headquarters the day after we arrived in New Rome. But that was weeks ago and I've been putting him off ever since.
The truth is, I've already thought about it and have already resolved against going tomorrow. My reluctance is borne of the nausea I feel every time I think of dealing with my father's corporation. I've inwardly resolved to go when
