53. Chase《 august 2047 》
It was not going to happen. He would NOT let Ray catch him. Everett, jumped down a few steps and flew past the living room. Making a turn toward the kitchen he almost collided into Siobhan.

“Woah there Dash slow down!”

The four-year-olds’ brows came together. “Dash?”

“Dash, as in running quickly? Dash, as in the starting four letters of your middle name?”

“……..No.”

She sighed, but ruffled his hair affectionately. “Come on, little bro I mean it could be a new nickname.”

Everett was about to reply but a loud GOTCHA from behind sent him dashing off once more.