Most of the kids on his street were afraid of the dark. But Morley loved sitting alone under the bridge with a bag of pork rinds and a cup of cold coffee imagining himself as the time travelling super hero, Dr. Wormhole. Or maybe Black Hole Super Boy. In any case, someone other than Morley.
Big Little Paintings | Short Little Stories. My new series.
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