Anvika's Blog

“So… Do you enjoy living in Ciores?” I cautiously asked the Uber driver. He had been stoically silent for the entire drive, and I had tried to distract myself by observing the sprawling land outside of Las Angeles, sometimes miles of wasteland desert, sometimes dense…

“Mom, I’ll be fine,” I insisted. “You don’t need to come with me. Sarah will meet me there.” My mom sighed, weariness carved into her fine features. “Jaanu, I wish you would take a safer position.” “We discussed this,” I whined. “The lab in Ciores…