Superpowers
Chapter One
SATURDAY
May 19, 2001
Charlie Frost had the look of someone waiting for a punch line. It wasn't that he seemed about to burst out laughing, but that he had an anxious way about him-as if he were afraid the joke was on him, or worse, that he wasn't going to get it. He was pale and tall and bit his nails and habitually forgot to get his hair cut for months at a time, so that his brown locks ranged from close-cropped and neat to moppish and view-obstructing. Charlie was on day forty-one of his most recent haircut, and he looked like the scruffy fifth member of a struggling boy band. Judging by his ensemble-wrinkled green army pants, a Nike T-shirt, and red Chuck Taylor sneakers-the band's wardrobe person had either taken the day off or was hoping to be fired.
Charlie and two other young men shared a second-floor flat, if that w ... read full excerpt from Superpowers ebook
