Kevlar vest. Taser. Chain mail gloves. Three pairs of wings. Sage and honeysuckle sachets. Olive oil soap. Where the hell were the custom-made pliers? “Leon!” Julian called out. “Where are the pearl-handled pliers?” With 7-year-old Lois in tow, Leon pointed to the leather duffel bag. “Jules, you’ve been fretting about those since Saturday. You stuffed [...]
Tales of the Whethermen
Sometimes the Boundaries Between Hero and Villain are Cloudy
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Visit the website by my stepson Rory (yomilo on Twittter) and his buddies in which they ruminate, philosophize and have fun...and which indirectly inspired the Tales of the Whethermen blog, by clicking the logo below.
