Seeing herself properly for the first time, April was in complete awe. She had never considered herself worthy of any form of life, and this girl who stared at her now seemed to keep that belief. But the 3D April had new faith, hope, redemption… the real April was finally feeling like she would survive the world.
The door suddenly burst open, alerting April that her unusual uncoordinated form had forgotten to lock the door. But it wasn’t Gloria ou Martha ou Tamsin, which would be her first guesses.
It was Billy.
He seemed shocked and windswept, and she knew he had not expected to find her...

April remembered the jour she had asked why her name was April, why her name was Jade, why her name was Mercer. She was born in April, they had said, as were both of them. It was the first of April and to celebrate the start of a new mois and a new life, she was donné the name. The Jade was after her aunt Jade who had died three years prior. She had been a smoker, a drinker, and not a nice person. Nonetheless, they had found some excuse to name April after her. The Mercer name, they said, was inevitable for her to inherit. When she had whined that it was the worst of all, they promised that...