By: Paolo Bacigalupi
How Far Would You go to have a Better Life?
Nailer Scowled. Dozens of futures extended ahead of him, depending on his luck and the will of the fates...and the variable that this girl presented. He could see those roads spinning away from him in different directions. He was standing at their hub, looking down each of them in turn, but he could only see so far, one or two steps ahead at best.