In a near future that's harsh but not hard to imagine, can a young woman find the power to free herself from the pain of her past without becoming the perpetrator herself?
Introducing... Milly: a woman of the future. Her journey spans twelve birthda...
Later that night, Milly opens her apartment, sets down two shopping bags in her kitchen, and heads to her blinking desk. "Play new video message."
"Milly, I know you don't want to be a real estate agent like me, face plastered on bus stops, but I have news. Our office manager is retiring. We can pay your trust ..." The compensation is revealed.
Next to Heoh's address, Milly jots numbers with a pencil. "That'll barely pay my rent."
After she unpacks fresh vegetables, meats wrapped in paper, raw cheese, berries, eggs, and organic milk into her refrigerator, Milly glances at a paper receipt.
— OLYMPIC FINE FOODS
Quality groceries: nearly a week's salary.
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While Milly fondles jewelry in her glass display case, her desk dings with another video message.
It's Sis. "Hey, what happened? You OK?" Her tone turns sarcastic. "There's always a home at the Church—"
"Stop." Milly spends time selecting songs and loading music onto a chip.
Drones and helicopters buzz hypnotically outside her window. The night skyline sparkles as clarity peeks through clouds. Milly's pencil scratchings are too brief to read.
She folds a greeting card around the chip, sealing it inside an envelope, then configures a news alert on her phone:
— Damien Goode
Placing a piece in her jigsaw puzzle, Milly yawns. She lays her phone down to charge and snuggles herself into her little fold-down bed. After dozing off, her phone brightens.
