"Claire..." something something "package" something, a voice from down the hall said.
"What?" I was pulling clothes out of the washer and hadn't caught it all.
"Your package is here."
"What package?" I wasn't expecting anything.
"Nexus," she said.
Nexus? "I didn't order anything from them," I called back.
As I hung up another shirt, a happy explanation occurred to me. "Wait. It could be loot. Prize loot from the fundraiser."
I walked down the hall and inspected the box. "Nexus" was printed on the side of it but as part of a larger phrase, "The nexus of comics and pop-culture." That looks promising. I read the address label, confirmed my loot hypothesis, and grinned.
Thank you very much for the books, Worldbuilders!
9 years ago on TTaT: Disorientation
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