He glanced up from the plate in his hands. Maybe he should go see them. Tell them about the weird thing that happened to him. Why did the idea of seeing them give him a feeling of aversion?
He pushed it aside. This wasn't the time or place. "I'll do that. Mom'll put me to work in the center as her practice dummy."
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