He was smart and liked to study lots. I finally got up the nerve to tell him about Dad. He blinked as he thought over what I’d told him. “Whoa, really?” he finally said. “Yeah, really.” I’d already lost communication with one friend because of Dad. If I lost Ryan, I’d be alone. “That’s kind of neat,” he said. I relaxed. “Let’s take a break from this.” Ryan logged onto his computer, using a password to gain access to some interesting sites. When the computer asked for “Destination,” I saw one called “Escape.” I laughed. “Hey, Dad would be interested in that option!” “It’s not exactly related to prison escapes,” he said with a smile. It was great to be able to joke instead of freaking out about the subject. Ryan was a total fan of comics, so we checked out some new posts on a nerdy web forum that Ryan was involved in to get the weekly updates on his favourite characters. “Comics are really changing,” Ryan informed me. “Even Superman — new look, new powers.
