“ Your brain is all you are, Ms. Enslow, and there's nothing wrong with yours, whatever they might've tried to tell you. S. J. Kincaid
“ He was almost at his door when Vik’s earsplitting shriek resounded down the corridor. Tom was glad for the excuse to sprint back toward him. “Vik?”He reached Vik’s doorway as Vik was backing out of it… S.J. Kincaid
