Apparently ‘A Good Day’ hasn’t finished with me. An epilogue has sprouted and is mostly written.
“Hey, I never said there was anything wrong with you.” His lips twisted. “Though I have considered the
possibility of mutant genes to explain the size of your shoulders. Look at
those things, you sure you’re not using that exo-suit to disguise your
Virgil thumped his arm.
“Ow, a demonstration was not needed.”