Chapter 87
Jeremy worked on that question.
He missed Theresa already.
The Tiddlywinks were the only bit he had recognized since he’d forced the Software to open one last access and they’d plunged back in the game grid.
It wasn’t just that she was the first girl he’d ever held.
“Duh-uh. I get it. We’ve left known space. We are in the digital multiverse of the circuitry the software runs on.” He was shouting to himself as he zipped across a world made of skittering silver lines. This must be the Plain of Existence.
There was something amazing and wonderful about Theresa, as if she’d been there just waiting for him to come along to see how truly amazing she was.
But they were pulling farther and farther apart with each twist and turn and he fought that.
Even at the speed of light, the
