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“I agree,” Grandpa nodded judiciously. “You tagged him fair and
square.”
There didn’t seem to be much to say to that. Billy and the cous-
ins were now too far gone for her to ever catch them. Besides, her
new uncle was on the porch with Grandpa.
Uncle David wasn’t really a new uncle, of course; she’d seen
pictures of him all her life. But he was a MechWarrior—a real one—
and he’d been away since before she was born. She’d never really
met him before the Halloween party two nights ago and this was
the first chance she’d had to look at him closely.
He looked like Grandpa, she decided, only a little shorter and his
hair was not grey. She wasn’t sure, but she bet he didn’t have a
brown circle with no hair on top of his head either.
“You going to eat that cinnamon roll,” Uncle David asked, “Or
just run around with it?”
Jessie looked down at the roll, which a moment before had been
a weapon, though she’d never decided which one. It was smooshed
slightly, the melted sugar frosting sticking to her fingers.
“Grandma made it,” she answered.
“I was hoping she did,” Uncle David smiled. She liked his smile.
“I was also hoping you’d want to give it to me.”
Jessie considered for a moment.
“I already had two,” she announced. “And Grandma’s got more.”
“I’ll bet she does.”
Making her decision, Jessie climbed onto the porch and surrendered
the roll to Uncle David. His hands were not as big as Grandpa’s.
“Thank you, Immortal Warrior,” he intoned seriously.
She giggled as she scurried into the house, propelled by a friendly
swat on the bottom.


***


Billy was hiding from her again.
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Jessie circled through Grandpa and Grandma’s house, keep-
ing an eye out for signs of her brother. She avoided the rooms
at the end of the west wing. Aunt Grace and the twins had taken
those over. They’d moved in nearly a month ago, right after the
Halloween party where’d she met her new uncle, because Aunt
Grace said “things were getting bad in the city.”
She didn’t mind the twins so much; they were too quiet to be
very interesting anyway. But Aunt Grace was always cross and
saying how serious the situation was and worrying about Uncle
David. Even her mother had stopped trying to cheer her up.