by Jonny Newell
It killed me to not look at Asher and her sparkling emerald green eyes, as she sat in the designated chair. But Asher just sat looking straight ahead emotionless and focused. Next, the door opens and in walks the final group. I searched for the one that looked like Asher and myself but she was missing. A women's dry voice filled the silenced room, "Good morning Thirds, welcome to testing."