The Bronze King
“I hadn’t exactly been keeping up with my assignments. The weekend was only one day away, finally, so I hoped I’d have time to get to everything then.
If there was a weekend. If the kraken didn’t gobble everything up first.
Mom called from her office downtown, checking up on me: where had I been, when she’d expressly told me to come home and stay there? Fight, yell, hang up, trouble later, but she didn’t know anything new. There was no way she could find out I’d been with Joel and Paavo unless her spy network caught me again. I figured the odds on that one were in my favor for a change.
I sat home and read the paper (we got our deliveries again after that disastrous Times-less Sunday). It had stories about a subway train that had derailed itself somehow and injured a lot of passengers, and about the collapse of a new section of the West Side Highway. Could these things be due to the kraken flexing its muscles?
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