Saint Joseph School

There was silence between them, as the atmosphere of the café continued on around them, finally he looked up from his drink over to her.

“It was all my fault, I…” there was hesitation in his voice as he spoke within reason making sure the conversation didn’t escape their small corner “I pushed her ...

Despite the long sleep on the way over, Dominic had a tired look on his face, he carried it with him through the airport, picking up his lone bag turning his attention out to the crowds. It was the first time it hit him, he was home. Eyes refocusing, he became aware of his surroundings catching a ...

"Hey Dad" The voice speaking into the phone was quiet and distant, completely out of character for the young man who sat slumped on his bed. Still wearing the same clothes from the night before, he idly pressed his hand over the material smoothing it out. It was probably the lack of sleep that ...

(This would have occurred two Saturdays ago, the night of the Big Party))

It was the second time the phone rang as he now paced back in forth in his room, dressed for a night out he suddenly didn't care for either way, just as long as she picked up. Did something happen? He started to let his mind ...

This is why you don't stay angry, why you don't just toss things aside, he looked to the bag sitting in the passenger seat having got the text, then listening to the voice mail shortly afterwards. The ride over was taking an eternity, but there was a cold look on his face as his eyes drifted down ...

Dom stood there by the hot tubs, watching everyone who just got there climb in, he patted the bag over his shoulder "Hey I am going to go see if I can't get ahead of Kat, if not, I'll grab my suit"

Ty called out "Later Dude" As if expecting he wasn't going to come back. He rolled his eyes away ...

There it was, his eyes widened as he smiled bright jogging up to it. It looked better in person when you could see all the angles and curves of it, his hand immediately went over the glossy finish tracing a line up over one of the curves. Finally settling on the emblem, a red gross on the right, a ...

Dom turned waving towards Sam, checking his watch as he left, it was another one of the little things no one really noticed. The small black letters across the white face reading "Movado Calendomatic" of course here that really didn't mean anything, this was Saint Josephs in Rhode Island, a ...

Dominic stood there rubbing his eyes in the courtyard, it was early afternoon and the rays of the sun were a little bright for just waking up. A grin crawled to the corner of his mouth as he thought about others still sitting in class, face buried in a test, frantically scribbling down answers to ...

It was early again, the sun barely cresting the horizon, warm rays spilling through the tall windows inside the Gym. Dom jogged across the floor, red shirt, loose fitting green pants with a large white stripe, a reminder of what he was doing, a goal, something to look forward too in the future ...

Its funny when you live in a city of heroes, you wonder how did they get that way. In stories, real stories heroes don't go out with tights and a cape looking for danger, an aura of energy blazing, armed with catch phrases and the power to level a city block if they just stop holding back. Real ...

If you focused on the horizon before you started, you could see the line that connected heavens and earth in the distance. As they started to move, he remembered why he enjoyed the morning jog, as each stride took off, he seemed to glide just above the horizon, each time, thinking of something that ...

He nodded to her response about the location, he had been out there once, well the islands at least for New Years, the small party people had got together. Things were different this time though, those things that threatened them last time, he, they would be ready for them. No one else but her knew ...

How long had it been now? Three nights? Four? It really was all starting to blur together. Turn in for bed check, shower, lay there, hope for sleep. Maybe an hour or two, drifting in or out, nothing deep. Always something new on his mind. The dreams were the sort that only made things more confusing ...