White Might
Jodi procrastinated. All night she’d flipped around in her luscious, comfy bed, trying to figure out what to do. Her parents’ never-ending argument hadn’t helped. Even if they hadn’t punctuated their debate with the odd shouted word, her ears strained to hear the murmuring. Hearing her mum cry was the worst bit. That’s when she’d buried her head beneath her snuggly soft, silk pillow.
Obviously, consulting with her parents about today was out of the question. Even if they hadn’t been fighting all night, she probably wouldn’t have mentioned the demonstration to them.
Hey Mum, Dad, I’m just off to a demonstration now. No, nothing to worry about, just a whole lot of people expressing a desire for Anphobosite freedom. Yes, yes, the same people who might have caused the ‘shuttle s
