Chapter 14: Less Human Than a Bookcase

 

 

The only noise around the Beaker dinner table was the sound of silverware on china. It was a seemingly pleasant family scene like any you might see on a 1950’s TV sitcom. The son, Nervous, was absorbed in inhaling his potatoes while his father, Loki, picked through his piece of salmon, inspecting it for any tiny bones that might have evaded detection during the cooking process. The ever diligent wife and mother, Circe, pushed her green beans around on her plate, deep in thought about what she should prepare for the next evening’s meal.

 

Or not.

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