Chapter 18
“Graphic design.” He answered after a long pause. I assessed him. He worked in a store like this, dressed like a punk and was interested in graphic design? Sounded like a gamer. I had two second cousins who were twins and they were somewhat like Michael now that I thought about it.

“Do you want to create video games?” I watched him carefully hoping he wouldn’t get mad at me again.

“Something like that,” was all he said before cursing at his laptop.

“I’m gonna go change.” I pointed out the door and left without waiting for a response.

As I got dressed, I went over the store inventory and what my job entailed as well as self-loathing the fact that I didn't do that on the way here. I hoped there wasn't a test. Today would hopefully be a good day and I could keep myself in high spirits as I worked knowing that each day I was closer to my freedom. The very thought got my blood pumping and I quickly forgot about the incident this morning as well as any thought of being completely exiled fro
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