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  1. Topher Lydon
    Will was resting on his bed, paperwork strewn about him, as he adjusted his glasses and kept working. It had to be about seven o'clock in the evening and he was taking the opportunity to get caught up on some of his other work. Maybe if he could get it all done that night, without the constant call centre interruptions, he might be able to relax a bit at work. He looked up at Sprog standing uncertainly in the doorway, looking worried. And Will set his pen aside and smiled up at the young
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    "He was lucky," the doctor said, adjusting his glasses as he stood in the small waiting room talking quietly with West's parents. "He has a fractured rib, and lost a lot of blood, but he's going to be all right." West's mother clung to her husband tightly, burying her face into his broad chest. She let out a loud sob of relief, as Jonathon Harding stroked her hair reassuringly, looking up at the doctor, "Thank you, Doctor." "No," the doctor shook his head, "you have a tough kid t
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    West opened his eyes, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling, the fluorescent lights over his head. The smell of bleach and industrial cleaner tickled his nose as he lay there, feeling the coarse sheets, and that was when the pain returned. He ached, everywhere. He felt like he had gone ten rounds with a Mack truck and had lost; he couldn't even manage to lift his head, only continue to lay there, feeling the cool air of the air-conditioned hospital room blow over him gently as he mustered
  4. Topher Lydon
    Will sat in his office, the leading edge of a headache moving in as he stared at the endless charts and graphs plotting employee productivity, or rather the complete lack of it. The quiet din of the call centre was getting to him. He had a cup of coffee sitting on the edge of his desk that he knew would help, but it seemed everytime he reached for it someone would interrupt him; so far he had avoided trying to drink it for the past five minutes, and for those five minutes he had a little peace.
  5. Topher Lydon
    West was distracted that night; he barely noticed his supper as it came and went, seeming to walk around lost in his own thoughts, his eyes down, staring with fixed determination on nothing at all, his mind trying to process what he had done. He'd kissed Peter and he couldn't explain why. He had a boyfriend, Tony, who he liked and who liked him. But he had still done it, he'd gone from boy scout to player in no time flat and he hated himself for it. He couldn't explain his actions, he co
  6. Topher Lydon
    West was doing homework, sitting in his chair, with his feet up staring at the screen and tapping away on the keyboard balanced across his legs. Since all the university applications were in and acceptances had been given, the last few months were a mere formality. But from the volume of homework Greenwood was handing out, it seemed he was adamant about imparting some last minute wisdom for his students to take with them on the next step of their journeys, wherever life took them. The me
  7. Topher Lydon
    "Good morning, class." Mister Greenwood was unusually spry that morning, which meant one of two things--either he had a surprise test planned, or something far worse. West was seated where he normally sat, but Jenny-Lynn was avoiding him, sitting further up the back next to Brad. He gave her a glance, but she was pointedly ignoring him, as she had been doing for days. He sighed and turned back to pay attention to Greenwood who was still grinning like a maniac up at the front of the class
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    Practice was strained; game night was approaching and the team wouldn't pull together. Jensen's line changes were slow, dragging behind the rest of the team. West had expected something to happen. The fact was that most of the team was squarely behind him, fighting hard even at the practice to prove something, not just to him, but to themselves as well. Highmore inevitably skated across the ice blowing his whistle, and gesturing for the team to cluster around the bench. "Okay, wh
  9. Topher Lydon
    "What's wrong with you?" West asked, glancing at Matt who was grinning broadly and limping along behind him. "Nothing," Matt replied, the strange grin still plastered across his face. And West rolled his eyes shaking his head as they continued through to his lockers. It had been a rough morning for West. He hadn't slept much the night before, sleep still stinging his eyes reminding him that he should be in bed with the covers pulled up tightly, snoring blissfully. He just kept ru
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    Peter was in his usual high perch. From the art room he could see everything going on in the lobby, a bird's-eye view over the day-to-day drama of teenaged lives. The fights, the lovers, the friends and those who used to be friends. He often sat up there apart from the other students with his sketchbook on his lap as he watched them. Will had dropped him off early that morning, something about having to be at work ahead of time to get a report to his dictatorial boss. Peter didn't unders
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    He stood, one foot on the steps to the big house, suddenly uncertain. It was only a few steps away; he could get up them, press the bell and... He was terrified; his first-ever date, and he was terrified. He swallowed as he nervously adjusted his tie, wondering if he should just bolt for the car and drive till he hit the border. Just run away from a lanky dark-haired guy with a killer smile before West found some new and inventive way to screw it up. He swallowed, finding
  12. Topher Lydon
    There was silence around the kitchen table the next morning. A hefty stack of pancakes was steadily being demolished as his mother, father, brother and sister all watched West expectantly. It would have normally been unnerving, but West hadn't slept well, and he was fighting random bouts of spontaneous yawning, as he chased maple syrup around his plate with his fork. He really didn't notice, until his mother placed a mug of coffee down in front of him. The act alone was enough to
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    "You've been quiet all day," his mother said, standing in the doorway to his room as he typed away on his computer. He glanced up at her and smiled. "I'm okay," he said pivoting in his chair. "Just, going over stuff in my head. It's been a long week." His mother came into his room and sat down on the edge of his bed, folding her hands into her lap in a way that she often did, mimicking a proper lady. She looked over at him quietly as if collecting her thoughts about what she want
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    The night sky was beautiful overhead as they sat on the rear steps of the house; West sipped a cup of hot cocoa while Tony told him about his life: where he was from, what life was like growing up in Toronto and then coming to Ottawa for university. "Carlton U, where the K stands for quality," he joked, leaning languished against the handrail, continuing to smile down at West. "Carleton, where K is also a grade..." West quipped back with a smirk. "Well, it's ok," Tony adm
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    Friday morning had come all too quickly for West's taste. He was admittedly nervous on two fronts going into school that morning. First was his date--he was petrified but refused to admit it to himself. The second was the fact that he had come out to Jenny-Lynn, and that meant coming in the door he was very aware of everyone around him. Was she going to keep it secret? Had she told people? If she had who had she told? He could walk in and deny everything, hide again behind the li
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    Peter had woke up early, ducking out of the house with a cursory kiss to his mother as she puttered through the kitchen trying to get breakfast ready for his brother. She was used to Peter getting up and leaving early, and she just smiled and shook her head at him as he dashed up the driveway and made his usual turn and wave to her. He shifted his book bag on his back, crossing the parking lot to the Loeb grocery store, and walking down past the library. It was a wonderful spring day, a
  17. Topher Lydon
    "Nice guy," Blake said, glancing down to watch in the mirror as the two other men got into the Jeep. "He's a little young for a teacher, though." "Co-op program," West explained. "He was pretty good at it, too; he was the one that got me so hooked on Shakespeare." "That explains it," Blake replied with a nod. "Explains what?" West asked, shifting a little as they drove back into the heart of the town. "Well, no one can touch you when it comes to Shakespeare," Blake replied. "
  18. Topher Lydon
    "How was school today?" his mom asked, as West took the vegetable knife from her to finish chopping the carrots while she went to go check on the chicken. "Odd," West admitted truthfully. "Oh?" She looked across the kitchen at him. He shrugged; he always felt close to his folks, they shared everything with him and he tried to do the same with them. However there were a few things that he still felt awkward talking about. "What is it?" she asked, getting a puzzled
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    He rotated the pen between his fingers as he stared out of the window, occasionally clicking it twice before rotating it back the other way thoughtfully. Modern History, the build-up to the First World War (not that that was very modern, being that it was nearly a hundred years ago, but high school history programs seemed to have changed little in the last fifty years, focusing on the same material and ignoring modern modern history completely.) He sat near to the back, with a clear and
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    Chapter 2

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    West rolled the Bronco to a stop by the east entrance of the Rideau Centre mall; it was the Mecca of underage kids too young to get into the bars, but still looking for a nightlife. West had been there a couple of times when he had been younger, just hanging around in the food court with his buddies, talking to girls and being a pain in the ass to the security. West turned and glanced back to Joey-his kid brother was frantically pulling on his toque, even though it was late spring. "You
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    Chapter 3

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    He wasn't sure what had inspired him to tell Peter like that; maybe it had been the burning need to get it off his chest. Or him simply wanting to make the poor guy feel okay-man had he ever screwed that one up. He was mulling this stuff over as he helped his dad repair the tractor the next day. Something was wrong with the fuel line and his dad was hoping it would be a quick fix to save having to take the old John Deere into the service station. Two hours later and it was looking more a
  22. Topher Lydon

    Chapter 1

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    All-American, he guessed that was how he was viewed, sitting in the cafeteria at his table, listening to his friends go on about the game the night before. He was half-interested-after all he had been there playing along side them, hell he'd even scored a couple of goals-but his mind was drifting away from it as he looked about him. The school was pretty much the same as any other. South Carleton High School was the only English high school in the small town, built on a series of steep h
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    Chapter 4

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    Saturday nights were always different for him; his brother usually stayed home, his best friend came over and the two would watch movies and such while Mom fussed over them. It gave West a bit more freedom, and Dad had forked over the Bronco keys with his usual wink and a warning to drive safely and not be too late. The school year was nearly over, college applications had come in at long last, and everyone was supposedly preparing for their final exams. There was the usual buzz about pr
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    Chapter 8

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    West tucked the Bronco into the lot, jumping down from the truck and slamming the door, hefting his book bag to his shoulder as he reluctantly stared over at the school. It was shaping up to be a beautiful day; the last of the snow was gone, the sun warming everything in a valiant effort to give them a taste of the summer that was so close. His brother was gone, dashing and leaping the guard rail as he met up with a couple of his buddies smoking just outside the gym doors, tantalizingly
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    Chapter 7

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Carter's Shadow

    "Careful, she's contagious," his mother warned as West came through the back door heading for his sister, who was battling the evil homework for yet another night. He paused, looking her over; she didn't look sick... "What's wrong?" he asked, puzzled, setting down his hockey bag and standing his sticks up in the small alcove by the door. "She caught cooties today," his mother stated with a knowing look. "The only known cure is doing all your homework and eating lots of green vege
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