Forty-nine

Malaki Crescent

“Are you sure about this?” Milo asked for what must have been the millionth time when we pulled up to the college.

“Yes, I’m sure,” I said, “now stop being such a mom.”

Milo laughed. “Look, I’ve got to look out for you. You dropped out of school after the whole Iris thing. You’ve been moping around for months. I can’t even remember the last time that you shifted….”

I sighed. “It’s fine. I’ve just ...