Today is mother’s day 2016, and I realized a bit too late that I hadn’t prepared anything special for my mom yet. Just a small breakfast in bed (which I didn’t even participate in) and a card (that didn’t have my name in it).
A strong odor hung in the air as Alan Ericsson walked into the door of Sonic Computers Inc. The room was dark, and no personnel were at the visitors desk.
He lit a cigarette, in hopes of replacing the smell with one that was more familiar. His parents had smoked all around him…