“At last,” Gerald steeples his fingers, leaning forward until his nose nearly brushes his monitor. Across the country, sixty-six, long,...

“Aren’t you a handsome devil,” Bip winks at himself in the mirror. His new trident sparkles in the background. What a beaut. 100% natural...

Golden gates open to reveal a light-filled lobby.

“It’s a great picture, Dad.” He looks like himself in the photo...