Cove paled as he realized that the world was talking about him. Ciaran changed the channel to an ancient show. A studio laughed as a woman argued with her husband.
“I don’t watch television or use computers outside of my studies. My friends watch tons of things. My parents were strict about electronics. They thought my time could be better spent,” Cove responded, feeling weird.
It felt like school again when everyone talked about the new game or the premier of some show Cove had never heard of.
“Smart parents,” Ciaran muttered, handing Cove the remote.
Cove changed channels, quick to move past any that showed his picture. He found a documentary about the sea. His match grumbled but threw a blanket over himself and watched the film. A longing for the sea sank through Cove. The blue wate
