Sci-Fi Thriller - Adult Female - Child - Mother
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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But mom, Libby raised an eyebrow. What if something happens to you at work and you can't get to me? Libby knelt on the pavement at the end of her driveway, eye level with her son. What would happen? I don't know. He whispered. Something could Libby kissed Nicky gently on the cheek, breathing the scent of him in. He still smelled like baby. Nothing's going to happen. Okay. I'm going to put you on the bus. The bus will bring you to school. I'll get in my car and go to work. When school is over. I'll be there to get you, aren't I? Always? Nikki nodded, tears shining in his large eyes. But Mom, Yes, My little love bug Dylan in my class. Yes. When Nikki started to make all of his sentences into questions, he was upset. You know what he said yesterday in class. No. What did he say? Libby stood and looked down the street, scanning for the bus. That was nowhere in sight. She turned to face her child. Well, Dylan told me the new president is going to kill all the moms. Here we go. The election. The ever loving, ************* election, Libby took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She made a mental note to email Nicky's teacher about Dylan. Nikki. No, whoever becomes our next president cannot kill all the moms. That's not how it works. But Dylan said, the President can do anything he wants. That's not true either. The President is a servant of the people and he cannot go around killing people for no reason. But Dylan said, The President is like the king of America. No, the B side. Where was the bus?