Fourteen

-Good morning - James said as he strided into his office.

Several responded respectfully to his greeting. He was tired of doing the same thing day in and day out in the office. Sometimes he missed his old life.

He sat back in his chair and pulled his phone out of his pocket. Several flashes were coming out of it.

He snorted. Portia had been playing with a glitter applicator last night, that applicator had been a gift from Luna, causing Portia to spend the last two weeks putting glitter on everything she saw.

Now his phone had too much glitter all over the back, pink and purple. A color combination he wasn't too fond of.

He looked up at the large window of his office. The big blue sky caused a little pressure on his eyes. It was a sunny day.

His cell phone rang. It was an unknown number.

-James bexell, who is this? -he answered as he took small steps.

- Luna's boyfriend? - he heard through the line.

He stopped quickly.

- Yes? Can I help you?

-Yes, Samuel Atkings. May I ask what kind of