Tragedy struck. And I never had a reason to smile after that funeral.Or talk to anyone other than I had to. I'd rather sit in my room and re-read my Nancy Drew and Box Car Children books.Until my Dad brought home a puppy from a farmer down the road - last of the litter. Dad got this dog to cheer me up, and give me someone to be with me while he was at work. Because I hadn't smiled or hardly talked since the funeralMe and my pup were a lot alike. All...

Carol and Reggie were different. They thought different . Reggie could talk "the ears off a corn stalk." He was an expert on history, like a walking Wikipedia on ancient times (if people could stand to listen to him.) Carol hardly talked, but her hugs could tell you the world. She could solve quintic polynomial equations. And a 4x4 Rubic's cube with one hand. They were autists. "Special needs" people. Savants, kind of. They were perfect for each...

An unintended result of a terrorist bombing a children's hospital, the Lazurai could kill a person without touching them. The government made it worse by their experiments. All the children wanted was to feel love like any child. When they grew older, their powers increased. And they found they couldn't be stopped. Chuck hears a rumor of one coming his way, to his remote way station on the highway. But he can't leave his wife, who's dying. So he...

Of course it was a normal day. SNAFU - as usual. But no one noticed. Because it was so normal. So SNAFU. The world felt more and more programmed. Or pre-programmed. Life had become a video game, a matrix-spawn. All around me thought this was normal But no one considered that I would simply revolt. Because I found out a secret. By visiting an old used book store. One where they somehow made a living selling used books over and over. There...