The Sixteen Choices of Bridget Moran

The Bridget Morans have come to vote on their deaths. They have gathered from the far cities to which their mother flung them at their genesis, gathered to meet in rooms of worn, lace-covered armchairs and tables of cheese and plastic cups half-filled with non-alcoholic champagne. They will have three days together, after which a tired-sounding, pre-recorded announcement will sound through the conduits, sink into plush pillows, fall into bowed couches, and summon them to the Chamber of Voices to cast their votes. One vote each, for one survivor who will turn 18 the next day. One vote for one future that cannot be their own.

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