Proxy by Alex London
Proxy reads like a dystopian retelling of A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court. Class, luxuries, technology, medical care, debt, and housing separate the rich from the poor. I liked this book. I feel like there could be a sequel, but there doesn’t have to be. Not all questions have to be answered. All I could think about after I finished this was single words, impressions from the book. I put them in a poem. It sums up my feelings rather nicely, I think.