The Glance
By Kaia Valentine I knew he recognized me. I knew from the twinkle in his bloodshot, blue eyes. How could he not? We grew up in a town with one post oce. Everyone knew everybody’s name. Nobody left if they grew up there, except me and Dwayne. We had to. After we testied, the marshals gave us new names, and they got us as far away from Joytown as they possibly could. But there was Brandon Booth across the restaurant sitting with his family. Years of looking over our shoulders has been blown in just one feral instant. We’re as good as dead