Chapter Eight
Free left the coffee shop with no real plan. He was mad and frustrated and didn’t know what to do about it. Before long, he found himself pulling into the lot of Comic Universe. Adam’s mom owned the place, and although Adam worked there, Free always associated it as their place to hang out. At least it had been through high school. With the demands of college and work, they didn’t hang out in the store too much anymore.
He walked into the shop and stood for a moment to let the peace wash over him. The place never changed. Adam’s mom, Bonnie, often talked about moving things around or rearranging the entire store, but she never did. He could find any series in the store even if he was blindfolded. Adam stood at his desk, seemingly oblivious to his entrance.
“Hey,” Free call
