Friday Fictioneer: Technology
“Would Master Pendgester send your assignment by something as unsecured as the internet or by a delivery service?” Mom asked.
He stared at her blankly.
Wizard Pendgester was right. Technology would be the ruin of the next generation.
“You’re 16. Figure it out.”
“Oh,” he said uncertainly. “But it’s July.”
She handed him the tongs. He ran to the living room.
Even without fuel, there was a fire in the fireplace. In the center of the flame, slowly rotating, was his assignment.
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