Chapter Twelve
More than two weeks flew by, and Adam still had no clue what he was doing. He and Reese worked mostly via e-mail. She sent him pieces of the story and he responded with comments and ideas. This comic had gone almost nowhere since she first e-mailed it to him and they fought in the shop. It was like they’d lost their mojo.
He was sure she felt it too. They didn’t fight over the story direction; it just wasn’t working. He sat in his room with pages spread across both desks. He stared at the images. No words appeared anywhere because the text kept changing.
The silence of his room pounded down on him. The one time he longed for Hunter to be here, making noise, playing music, he was nowhere to be found. He spun on his chair, trying to get comfortable, and he remembered his fi
