The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.

“Guess who’s coming to the campus coliseum?” Zora greeted Zarius in the hall with a wide-eyed grin as he left the classroom.

Though he would normally look away from such people, for some reason he kept examining them from the back of the elevator. Do I know these losers? He wondered.

My mum is the undisputed tea-drinking heavyweight champion of the world… or at least the whole of South Lexington Avenue.