Chapter 20: Coming up with an idea

The coffee pot dinged. Autumn crossed the room –the apartment—and took the pitcher, pouring for both of them. “Cream and sugar?” She asked.

She didn’t see him shrug. “Just milk,” he said.

She reached into her little refrigerator and pulled out the milk. After sniffing it to make sure it wasn’t bad, she poured some in both of the cups. She’d need more soon, but for now the heat of the coffee would kill anything in the milk. She stirred his with one hand while dumping enough spoonfuls sugar to make someone with ADHD vibrate into another dimension into the other.

“Let’s take these dragons and make them modern.” She carried the mugs across the room and handed Steve his drink. “What society do they live in?”

His face screwed up in confusion. “I don’t understand.”

Okay. No problem. Go step by step. Logistics. “Are there a lot of dragons?”

“No.” He shook his head. “They’re rare.” He was building a little bit of confidence. “That’s what makes them special.”