Getting home was easy enough: a five-minute walk down a residential street to the nearest subway terminal and then a quick ride to his own neighbourhood. By a stroke of luck, Ben lived fairly close to Harry.
The train car was well lit with maps of the subway system hung on the white walls and soft blue seats on either side. Suspended over a mag-lev track, the train was whisper quiet and so steady you almost wouldn"t know you were in motion.
Ben sat with his hands on his knees, frowning as he stared at the maps along the opposite wall. You"re walking away from everything, he cautioned himself. Pretty soon, they"re gonna stop inviting you to parties.
You"re walking away from everything,Pretty soon, they"re gonna stop inviting you to parties.The train came to a stop.
Double doors slid ope
