How Like a God
by Brenda Clough
Rob knew that the comic books were a bad precedent to follow. Besides, he was just a little too plump around the middle these days to wear tights with dignity. Any public display would be repugnant, not his style at all. If he was going to dabble in crime-fighting and world-saving he was going to be private about it. The idea of being a secret benefactor was powerfully attractive — all the pleasures of do-gooding without having to cope with the people involved.
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Published on November 15, 2014 23:00