He checked his appearance in the hall mirror. His suit was impeccable, black, made of fine wool and tailored to him. He straightened his tie and turned around. “Be quiet for daddy, honey,” he heard his wife whisper. A normal person wouldn’t have been able to hear her, but he had powers normal peo...
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