“"It's not mind reading. Like you said, it's all about reading codes. I just read a different set than you." "You mean you use your powers for good?" "Instead of helping giant shoe corporations? Maybe." She stood and dropped a washcloth into the mixing bowl of milk and lifted it, dripping, into the air before my wide eyes. She carried it behind me. "See what you think of my powers after this." I felt the aluminum foil whisked away, and a cool and sovereign mass descended upon my head, transformi...ng the burning acid into something benign, finally ending my agony. "Oh...," I groaned. There were still a few trickles of acid coursing down my neck and flickers of annoyance from being read like a book. It was much better when I was the one reading the codes. Everybody hates old pictures of themselves. But when I looked in the bathroom mirror, I liked the result.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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