Chapter Seven
I drummed my fingers beside the screen set into the wall of our room, staring at the shining black rectangle, trying to decide if I was paranoid or not.
I tapped the button to call Miranda. The computer only dinged three times before our guardian appeared.
“Lanni,” Miranda said my name like my calling was a welcome surprise. “How are you?”
“Fine.” I took a breath. “I was wondering if Mari could come see you for a while tonight. I have an assignment in the atrium, and I don’t want her spending the whole evening alone.”
“Of course.” Miranda nodded. Her brown curls bounced gently around her face like she’d grown them just to highlight her smile. “Send her on over. Did you want to eat dinner here, too?”
“No thanks. Can I come get her when I’m done?”
“Sure. See you soon.”
