“Because she’s gone,” Kaeli said. “And if I lose her laugh, I’ll forget what love sounds like.”
“Why do you have this?” Yumi asked.
That was the price of survival. But maybe it didn’t have to be Kaeli’s. Yumi Kazama Avi
But security caught them at the airlock. A young officer with a pristine uniform pointed a stunner. “Residual Kazama. You’re in violation of thirty-seven codes. Hand over the unlicensed data.” “Because she’s gone,” Kaeli said
“This isn’t data,” she said. “It’s a girl’s mother. You can fine me. You can wipe my residual ID. But if you take this, you’re not enforcing law—you’re committing erasure. And I’ve done that to myself. I won’t let you do it to her.” “Because she’s gone