Spare and Found Parts

You have never held a boy's hand

It's not easy to make friends when your heart ticks like a clock. Like a bomb. When your father is a genius who saved you—and many others—from a devastating virus with his invention of biomechanical limbs. When everyone expects the same revolutionary ideas from you.

You have never connected.

Not until you find that mannequin's hand on the beach.

The hand that gives you an idea.

If your father can build parts, why can't you build a whole person?

A whole person who understands you, when no one else does. Who could be the key to everything your society has tried to keep hidden and forgotten.

All life begins with a spark. But you aren't the only one who knows that.

Or the only one keeping a secret.

"You're not finished yet, are you?" Nell whispered.

"It's okay. Neither am I."