They Mocked the Quiet Old Man Until the Gym’s Forgotten History Spoke Back

softened. His feet settled. His hands rested open at his sides.

Eric whispered, “That’s not a stance.”

Harold answered, barely above a breath.

“It is.”

Ryan heard enough to scowl.

“Ready?”

Thomas nodded.

Ryan reached for his wrist.

Thomas was not there.

That was the only way Daniel could describe it later.

He had been there.

Then he wasn’t.

He had moved maybe continue reading …