Six Like the Number
“Hi, um, yes, I’m here to work on a project for school with Axle.”
“Oh! Yes, of course. Come on in,” She says cheerily as she opens the door wider.
She closes the door behind me and says, “I’m Irene, Axle’s mom. And you are?”
“I’m Six. It’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too. What project are you working on again?”
“Uh, English Lit. We’re writing a report on 1984 by George Orwell.”
Before she can answer, Axle runs down the stairs in a pair of grey sweatpants and a white