“Don’t make me rip that thing off you!” The voice was female, angry, and Maxx guessed about six inches from his face.
He felt the pillow under his neck and gripped the leather arms of his chair. Transferring back from Other Syde was always a little disorienting and it took a minute to get his bearings. Having someone screaming in your ear didn’t help.
“You’re missing supper, again.”
Her curly brown hair wrapped softly around her face, barely touching the wire rims of her glasses. The worry lines surrounding her eyes spread to her temples. Maxx grew to recognize the look well over the last six months. A lecture loomed in his immediate future.
“We’ve talked about you spending all your time in that computer world. It’s not healthy. You’re going to be nothing but a bag of bones. Not to mention you’re responsible for the garbage, which is three bags deep in the kitchen.”
“I know, Mom, computers bad, garbage good.”
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