At 13, Simon was shy and awkward. He often found
himself the unwilling recipient of all the animosity and cruelty uniquely the
purview of the young.
Padding down the moonlit cobbles, Simon smiled knowing
while puberty brought unwelcome changes to most boys, to him it brought liberation
in the guise of his family curse…the wolf. This story was written for the weekly 55 Word Challenge hosted by my wife Lisa McCourt Hollar