The ABDU campus slipped behind the closely-packed shops of Ardenthill’s downtown core, leaving only the clocktower visible in Monserrat’s rear view mirror. She found herself doing a lot of looking in that mirror – more than was advisable, considering how pedestrian friendly the downtown streets were. On her tenth look at her fiancé, Monserrat marveled …
Jenny watched her wall, where branch-dappled sunlight danced in time with the spring breeze. Despite her worries of being rejected by Brooke when she was Little, everything had gone well, even up to wetting her diaper. Navi had that diaper off her and was wrapping her in a fresh one, while Jenny used her passivity …
For the fourth time, energy built up in Jenny and sent her out of her babysitter’s arms. After the first three attempts, Clarissa had gotten wise to the Little girl’s shenanigans, and threaded her fingers together. All that accomplished, was forcing Jenny to wrench her way out with real force, to an indignant sound from …
Out of the many social situations a person might encounter, an awkward silence was one of the least familiar to Monserrat. That she was sitting at her dining room table with her polycule – the people she most loved in all the world – made the general sense of unease all the more bizarre. That …
9:45 AM – Morning Classes Spring had breathed life into the city of Ardenthill, and nowhere more than the carefully tended landscaping of the ABDU campus. Wildflowers budded cheekily from patches of dirt and between flagstones. Their fragile beauty heralded of a riot of color that was ready to burst from the newly cleaned flowerbeds …