SF Read of the Week

I watched Kyra walk uncertainly toward the cafeteria tables. The monitors were keeping a close eye on everybody. We have monitors everywhere, just like the street has National Guard everywhere. Clean up America, my ass. Kyra squinted; she's near-sighted and doesn't like to wear her contacts because she says they itch. I ducked lower over my milk.

Another reader request today. This one goes out to Melly, who put in a request for some Nancy Kress. This one over at SciFiction is called "The Most Famous Little Girl in the World".

(P.S. - You can still request a story by your favourite authors. Just leave a comment.)