“I think I got everyone,” Chet said, frowning at RSVPs on Facebook. He was fretting over the guest list for our dinner party. Frankly, I couldn’t see why he was making such a fuss over it all— when we had … Continue reading
“I think I got everyone.” Abra checks the list again, each genetic family carefully contained in twenty vials per box. “Twenty boxes of Earth-native embryos — you’re all set.” She pats the top box twice and tries to smile at … Continue reading
“I think I got everyone.” “Are you certain, little one?” Of course I was certain. Then, curious, I decided to check again. Two thousand and forty three instantiations had completed their tasks and returned before timeout. I rechecked the logs, … Continue reading
“I think I got everyone.” I said to myself under my breath. The green army man was digging into my side, but I didn’t loosen my grasp on the toys at all. I walked through the pain and stared straight … Continue reading
“I think I got everyone, George. Shut her down.” “Got it, Frank.” Edna held her breath and clutched her newly issued, regulation white robe, halo, and harp, crinkling the flimsy silk. She pressed herself against the marble pillar and listened … Continue reading