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Mombot: Chapter 1
A burst of confetti flooded Chris’ computer screen as he opened the message, a handful of cartoon animals dancing around a cartoon cake that was also dancing as they all sang ‘Happy Birthday’. Chris sighed. The sender was his father’s email address, but the personal message field on the e-card was left blank, which probably meant that his secretary sent it, which also suggested that his father had forgotten entirely. Also, apparently, that his secretary thought brightly colored cartoon animals were still the right choice for an eighteen year old boy. As the animated scene went still, all the animals smiling widely and gesturing toward the cake as the video stopped, Chris opened the attachment and accepted the credit transfer. If he told his friends at school his dad gave him five hundred bucks for his birthday, they’d all tell him how lucky he was to have a rich dad. He certainly didn’t feel lucky at the moment, though.
