13th Oct2011

The Mindproduct

by Quintin

Henry sighed deeply, pulling the phone away from his mouth in a hope that the representative wouldn’t hear him. She did. She told him that it was an elective surgery, and those weren’t covered under his plan.

He couldn’t afford a better plan, not unless he got a better job. But that was impossible, without the surgery. Henry was at a disadvantage without the upgrade. His chip couldn’t run the newest operating system, which meant the new versions of the basic protocol apps were right out. Nobody hires someone who does math at a third of the speed of competitors.

13th Oct2011

The Commuter Rail

by Quintin

“Ugh, I’m so hungry. Mom better have gone shopping!” Wendy slouched down onto the cold plastic seat of the train, completely oblivious to the looks she was getting from around the car. It felt to Wendy that her life had changed monumentally. She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to readjust to home life, even if it was just for a holiday weekend.

Across the table Wendy’s bestie since third grade, Anna, snored slightly. Wendy sighed, thinking nobody was listening to her. She cuddled up with the duffel bag of dirty laundry next to her and pulled out her iPod.

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