I've had some bitching about the font used for Will in Poor Man's Son, so I figured I'd get some feedback from you guys on which font is easier to read. Before you all get creative and start suggesting others, these are the choices I have using GA Stories. The only other choice is Arial, which I eliminated because it is too much like Verdana, which is my standard font. Below I've taken an excerpt from "Be Rad" (Chapter 8) to illustrate the fonts:
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We came around a stand of trees and ran into three other guys who looked to be about our age. There was nothing significant about that, and there wouldn’t have been anything particularly significant about them, except one of them, the guy in the middle of the group, looked just like Billy. They noticed it too. All seven of us stopped and froze, just staring at each other like mutes.
Billy is tall, real tall; at 15 he was pushing 6'2”. He had dark blond hair, and a face that looked like that Tony Dow guy on the old “Leave it to Beaver” re-runs. This guy looked to be a little older than him, maybe about 17, but could pass for his twin. There was absolutely no way this similarity could be coincidental. It was too extreme, too identical.
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Ace broke the ice, of course, by introducing himself. “Hey. I'm Ace, and these are my brothers Brad and Billy. And that's Jake.”
“Hey” said Billy's twin. The other guys with him seemed to fade away, laughing. I guess they had other things to do, or they really didn't give a shit about this guy. “I'm Robbie.”
Billy spoke next. “We look almost exactly alike. It's kind of weird. I have to say, though, that you are a very handsome guy.” We all started laughing at that. Billy had a good sense of humor when he let it out.
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“Yeah, you're a pretty nice looking guy too,” Robbie said, laughing nervously. “I guess I should catch up with my friends.”
“Wait a minute,” I heard myself saying. I immediately felt my shyness try to return and shut me up, but I overpowered it. “This is too weird. People just don’t end up looking exactly like each other unless they're related. We must be related in some way. What's your last name?”
“Hayes,” Robbie said, eying me suspiciously.
“Crampton,” Billy said in response.
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“Hey Robbie, I want you to meet our dad,” I said. “You mind hanging out with us and looking for him?”
That suggestion seemed to make him really uncomfortable, and that was something I could understand. If I met a bunch of strange guys and they asked me to hang with them, I’d be a little wary too. Ace was such a people person, always tuned in to social interactions, so he picked up on Robbie’s mood right away and intervened. “Yeah, that would be cool. And we can be pretty fun too. You like to get high?” Robbie smiled at that, so we dragged him back to our car and toked some of the weed we'd brought from Escorial.
TAHOMA
There was something about Robbie that I found really compelling. I'd never been particularly attracted to Billy, I mean he's my brother and all, but there was something about this guy that really turned me on. I chided myself, telling myself that anyone would find his great looks and his great body attractive, but it was more than that. His lavender eyes sparkled a certain way that seemed to pierce right through mine, and he seemed to feel it too. Despite his connection to Billy, he seemed drawn to me as much as I was drawn to him. The more we hung around together, the deeper that connection seemed to get.
This would have made me feel guilty if Jake wasn’t seriously pissing me off. He was flirting with Robbie shamelessly, so blatantly that the biggest ignoramus from the Appalachians would know he was gay. And it seemed to bother Robbie as much as it bothered me.
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Now fully stoned, we started walking around, looking for our parents, to no avail. A few beers, a few more trips to the car, and we'd forgotten all about them. Robbie fit into our group seamlessly. At around 6pm and we realized that we were due to head up for the barbecue, and the thought of just bailing on Robbie seemed really sad.
“We have to go to a party up in the hills. You wanna come?” I asked him.
“Whose party?” He seemed suspicious.
“Crampton’s.”
He shook his head slightly. “My parents will be there. My father, Frank, works for Crampton Construction.”
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Ace picked up on that right away. “I think your father and mine are good friends.” I don't think Ace knew how tight their friendship actually was, but I did. I'd overheard a blistering argument that Sam and JP had last year about JP's habit of sneaking off with Frank Hayes to f**k around.
"They were invited, not me.”
“You were invited. We just invited you. It's at my grandparents' house. Come on,” Ace urged, almost pleading. I thanked myself for the zillionth time that he had such good people skills.
“Alright. Will I need anything?”
“Nope,” I told him. “We'll probably go swimming, but there are extra suits there.”
“Or you don't have to wear one,” Jake said in a slutty tone. I glared at him but it had no effect: he just ignored me. Robbie didn't seem to even hear him. Billy gave me that knowing look, and I finally just rolled my eyes in frustration.
“You guys go ahead up there and I'll ride with Robbie to make sure he doesn't get lost. Or puss out on us.” I joked.
“I'll go with you,” Jake said.
“I've only got a two-seat car,” Robbie said.
“I'll meet you up there in a few minutes,” I said firmly to Jake before he made some comment about sitting on my lap. He sulked off with Billy and Ace, while Robbie and I headed for his car. It was a 1968 Cadillac Eldorado and it was in perfect condition. Just like new.
