Living the DreamChapter 10
Laura and Simtare lived in a rather less than ideal neighborhood, inconveniently far from the transit lines. The houses were all well cared for, though, and the streets clean. It was far better than the equivalent regions of Glasgow, where I'd grown up, even if it was nowhere near the quality that even a student on a limited housing allowance could manage. Despite the hour, the girls were still up. Simtare looked frustrated, and her expression got worse when she saw me. She didn't say a...