Vijay’s heart was pounding in his ears, the crowd around him was reaching fever pitch and he was right there with them.

“We deserve better!” A man yelled. He was standing atop a piece of old playground equipment that made up the center of the old Sergeant John Macaulay Park.

The crowd echoed him as he finished and Vijay was no exception. The group had been there since early that morning, and the man had been working them up for the past hour. By now everyone was hungry, cold and ab. . .

He was one step removed from a bastard child, different only because his father had, once upon a time, acknowledged him. Often, though, he wished he had been a bastard. Perhaps if he didn’t know anything about his patronage, he wouldn’t be filled with the constant desire to kill his father. Now, though, the way it was in his twenty-third year alive, Trent Fallgood felt no stronger yearning than that.

It didn’t help that he saw his father’s face everywhere. Daniel Fallgood: pure, revered,. . .

He was one step removed from a bastard child, different only because his father had, once upon a time, acknowledged him. Often, though, he wished he had been a bastard. Perhaps if he didn’t know anything about his patronage, he wouldn’t be filled with the constant desire to kill his father. Now, though, the way it was in his twenty-third year alive, Trent Fallgood felt no stronger yearning than that.

It didn’t help that he saw his father’s face everywhere. Daniel Fallgood: pure, revered,. . .