A Greener And More Reasonable World
Apr 14th, 2010 by profadamworth in 100 Words
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She was at Processing, adding the monthly recycling to the family account, when the officer grasped Rayn’s shoulder.
“Come with me son.”
“What? No, there’s some mistake. We’re under our credit limit! We grow our own food, we hardly use the transit system- wait!” But, even as she protested, she saw the look in her son’s eyes, and understood. Suddenly the last months – the mysterious class absences, the inexplicable weight gain – made sense.
Possibly – depending on how much meat he’d eaten and how hard he labored at the government farms – Rayn might see his mother again. The Republic wasn’t unreasonable.