C35 CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

I start getting excited about the whole thing. This could be my future, being a part of such cutting-edge tech. When I go home at night, there’s a pep in my step as I cook dinner for me and Shayne and spoon mushed peas into Charle’s mouth.

“What’s up with you?” Shayne asks on Wednesday night. The night before the big meeting.

“Nothing,” I say as I hum to Charle