Online Shame, Real-Life Victory

emeanor shifted. He dropped the V-neck and stood up straight

ender. He even managed to make his voice sound a little wobbly. "I cam

ng at me. The performance was so over-the-top it made the

to leave," I sa

and pretending to be absorbed in a game. I opened a simple block-clearing game, the colorful little jewels

Chad seemed to

l go. I guess I'll just have to find

ers slumped in defeat. He didn't turn off his phone, tho

ow tense I was. I scanned the lobby. There was a security camera pointed direct

hone screen. The game was still open, but in the top r

n. It was my only link to my brothers, my only proof of location.

of the lobby, near a side exit, was dimmer. I remembered from our office safety briefing that the camera's angle cr

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