HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 97

“You were fine,” Angela said. “Have to do a lot worse to drive me off.”

“That sounds like a challenge,” Genesis replied.

Angela chuckled.

“We probably shouldn’t tempt fate at this point,” she said.

“But it’s so tempting,” Genesis said.

She leaned in and kissed Angela’s neck.

“Mm, I wish you didn’t have to go back home tonight,” Angela said.

“Well, I could call Dad and tell him I’m crashing here instead,” Genesis said.

“No, they need you more than I do right now,” Angela said. She closed her eyes and kissed Genesis on the lips. “We can make up for lost time once things settle down.”

“I’m going to hold you to that,” Genesis said.

“That’s the idea,” Angela said, opening the door. “Have a good night, Genesis.”

“Night,” Genesis said. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Angela replied, and stepped out of the car.

Genesis pulled away from the curb. Angela headed upstairs and went straight to bed. After an hour or two of staring at the ceiling, mind racing, she eventually drifted off to sleep.


Angela yawned. Three hours into her shift, she was already exhausted. Her head throbbed from all the customers’ thoughts rattling around in there. On the counter, the phone rang.

“New Game Plus,” she said. “Angela speaking.”

White noise blared in her ear. She winced and looked around. Leigh was standing out in the hallway, waving. Angela hung up the phone.

“I’m going to grab lunch,” she said to Andrew.

“Have fun,” he replied.

She stepped out from behind the counter and joined Leigh in the hallway. A few days of server upgrades and benchmarking flowed into Angela’s mind as their eyes met. Angela yawned again.

“Late night?” Leigh asked.