Sophia Jackson

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  • Chapter 4 — Super Supportive Cover
    by Sophia Jackson Avowed Communications Alden stared at the note for a while. He hadn’t seen Hannah since that day at the hospital, but obviously, she’d reached out to his aunt at some point. Maybe right after the accident, since this message had been buried in the Flat Stuff Place for so long. He Mr. Thomas had grabbed the teenage villain and…done what someone with incredible super strength did. It was a new thought. Alden had long been aware that Arjun and Hannah had technically saved his life. Twice. Once by…
  • Chapter 3 — Super Supportive Cover
    by Sophia Jackson Time passed. Things changed. Alden’s wayward aunt, Connie, was finally located by social services, and the two of them became a family. Their relationship was loving, but far less functional and sheltering than the one he’d had with his parents. Aunt Connie had, as one of Alden’s elementary school teachers very kindly put it, an When he was eleven, his baseball coach, chewing an enormous wad of gum behind the dugout after a game one day, was less discreet. “Listen, Alden,” he said around noisy…
  • Chapter 2 — Super Supportive Cover
    by Sophia Jackson Alden lay in his hospital bed, watching rain spatter against the windows and stream down the glass in rivulets. Wummy lay beside him, and a handheld video game console was in his lap, chirping occasionally to remind him that he’d left his game on pause. He winced and shut it off. The chirp was too similar to the high-pitched ringing he’d had in his ears ever since the disaster. The doctors and the healer had both told him the same thing—that there was a good chance the whining sound would stop on…
  • Chapter 1 — Super Supportive Cover
    by Sophia Jackson He woke to the taste of blood and the agony of a sharp, terrifying pain. His ears rang. His head pounded. His bare chest was pressed to the carpet his parents had installed in their new apartment just a week ago. It still smelled funny. Gluey and artificial. “Daddy!” he screamed. “Momma!” Blood fell from his mouth onto the carpet. One of his arms was caught under his body, and he couldn’t move it. Something had pierced the side of his stomach. It hurt. It hurt so much. He called again for…
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