And The Silver Spoon

"Whaddya know about that old superhero The Bolt?"

You choked on your cereal from where you leaned against the kitchen counter. Theo was blinking up at you curiously from the kitchen table.

"What?"

"Didn't you live in Manhattan when The Bolt was around? Did you ever see him?"

"Oh," you laugh, setting your bowl aside. "Oh, sure I did. He was all the rage. If you didn't have an original The Bolt poster hanging somewhere in your room, you were a loser."

Theo's eyes lit up. "Do you still have one?"

"Oh, yeah. It's rolled up somewhere; it might even be in storage."

"Can I have it? The Bolt is so cool. His stuff is impossible to find."

You narrow your eyes. You have a decision to make.

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