The car traveled on throughout tunnels unknown and passing worlds of
gone-by, should-have-been, the plurealities streaking past the windows all
different but still looking the same.
Suki was waking from a little
sleep. Her eyes flickering open like someone turning on a light
switch. She turned her head and spotted two gifts on the seat beside
her; she glanced around. She saw Max was up at the front of the
car chatting with Bishop, who was leaning up against the door to his
booth. Akimoto was stretched out on the seat in the back, and seemed to
be taking in the downtime with a nap as well.
The presents were
wrapped with tender care and a tear welled up in her eye. Though, she
knew it wasn't the sight of seeing the presents; it was the thought of
them being beside her that made her happy. She had found a new
family.
"Merry Christmas, Suki," Max and Akimoto echoed throughout the subway car.
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