"I don't see why they didn't," she replied, her voice rising and falling in an unconscious cadence."I don't see why they didn't," she replied, her voice rising and falling in an unconscious cadence. "I mean, it's only real estate, and what they're offering is hellacious, y'know?" "I guess," I said. I looked over the limited selection and picked up a loaf of whole-wheat bread, a tin of peanut butter, some packaged meats, a few other things. Although part of me craved it, I avoided the sugared products as much as I could; I knew this would keep K'meh and I going for a while, but we're still Pendorii, and we both needed more food than the average human. Sugar would only confuse our systems. "You know what?" she said, looking at me as I walked up the aisle. "What?" I asked, smiling. "You look a lot like him." She began ringing up my purchase on a cash register that had to be older than she was. Still, it had a card slot, so I handed my covert copy over. "Stephen Ryan Embers," she read aloud. "Guess you aren't Ken Shardik. |