A Pirate.  A Cowboy.  An Indian.

An Army Ranger.

A Navy Seal.

And many whom will forever remain unnamed.

Every weekend a new persona.  A new role.  A new vigilante ready to save the world and possibly defy gravity.

For days his closet would sit, awaiting his return.  A treasure trove of adventure waiting for its main character to materialize.

The possibility of being rescued loomed in the air.

Like a storybook awaiting storyteller.  An instrument awaiting its musician.

Without him, there is simply no justness.

With him, anything was possible.

The future was bright.

Help was a bat phone call away.

And justice was on the horizon.



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Why Parental Alienation Speaks

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