The Eclipse Warp
“Tell me you got them!”
Those were Colin Monroe's first words to his father that afternoon. The older man narrowed his green eyes as he stared down at his fourteen year old. He had barely walked through the door. To be clear, he remained one foot in the house and the other out.
“That's all you care about? There's no greeting, no welcome, just—”
“Welcome Father,” Colin said in a faux British accent. “I assume your day went well since you are alive at...
