by Ari Collins
Outside the biodome, grass moved with the breeze. Inside, each grass blade had red filaments.
“Elementary,” I said. “Roland had the clearances and Emma the skill to program Grass.net to attack. But which of you arranged yesterday’s escape attempt? We barely kept Grass.net contained.”
“Wasn’t me,” they said together.
Outside, grass moved against the breeze.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Lawn Care
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Must be why I could never get you to mow.
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