Max stood to reach the board. “So weird playing this being kid sized again.” ...

Our last rocket breaches space as fascists and food rioters smash our doors...

Max got out of the car and looked to the cabin by the lake. “You quarantine here?” ...

Gork pulled a lever. “Dynotherms connected!” ...

“You look good,” Teresa said, driving. “Cute.” ...

Rixla missed another drone. “I can’t hit them!” ...

Max paced, crossing from bed to living room and back holding up shorts far too big for him...