PSI-3 Erik heard Vanity Fare drifting out of the basement. That was Milo’s kind of music. He wandered over and peeked past the doorway with…
PSI-2 “Oh, sweet! Wallpaper!” Calliope said. Milo followed after her waving both arms like he was trying to land an airship. Calliope, no! It’s not…
PSI-2 Mordecai already looked worried, which Milo felt bad about. He should’ve done the cards faster, but there were a lot of people he needed…
PSI-3 She hadn’t been very much Ann back then. They were two people, they were comfortable with that, but she didn’t have all her things.…
PSI-4 “Is he hurt? Is he hurt?” “I don’t know,” Seth said. “Here. Here.” Mordecai was fluttering around him like a bird at a feeder…
PSI-4 Ann dug her nails into the crumpled top of the paper bag and banged on the door of Room 102 with her other hand.…
PSI-3 Milo was lying in bed beside Calliope with an arm around her. Calliope was not wearing anything. Milo was wearing silk stockings. Calliope liked…
PSI-1 When Calliope learned Mordecai did not require that any of the four dozen eggs be reserved for this evening’s chocolate cake, she requested a…
PSI-1 Milo was sitting at the table, not eating, and staring into space. The household were quite used to him doing this under ordinary circumstances.…
PSI-2 Milo was having a late lunch as himself today. Ann didn’t have a show, shopping did not appear necessary, and he had been doing…