Bree shrugs. “Having a child in a dying world. Raising him in a society that’s motivated by greed and money and judgement. I worried about him being bullied in school. I worried about him falling down the stairs. I worried about everything and anything I could think of. Until Jake held my hand and told me that all the things I was worried about… they were probably gonna happen.”
I frown. “That doesn’t seem comforting.”
“That’s what I thought—at first,” she says. “He told me that Peter was probably going to go through his share of bullying in school. He would probably be bought in by consumer culture and chase money like everyone else in our neighborhood. He’d probably end up with anxiety or depression at some point in his life and the planet was going to die sooner or later, and his gene
