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One and One and One is Three

DAY THREE – An Unfit Means of Travel

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“I’m telling you, Doc, this’ll work.”

“And I’m telling you that there is no freaking chance that it will!”

“You’ll see, Doc. You’ll see.”

Jeremy took a running leap and spread his arms as wide as he could. He was pretty damn sure he could fly. His friend, Doc had his doubts. Doc stood back on the roof and closed his eyes. He didn’t feel much like watching his friend break his neck. He’d done his part in trying to talk Jeremy out of it, but it was no use. Jeremy had made up his mind hours ago when he found his father’s cape in the attic.

Jeremy had never met his father but he always had a sneaking suspicion that he was an important man. His mother never spoke about him and would always deflect whenever Jeremy would inquire. Then one day while up in the attic, Jeremy found a cape. It didn’t immediately scream out its importance to Jeremy but the longer he held it in his hands, the more he just knew.

He told his friend Doc about the cape but Doc had no interest in enabling his fantasies. Doc was a realist and it was one of the reasons they got along so well. Doc always kept him grounded. Not this time, though. There was nothing that was going to keep him grounded. Not while he was wearing his father’s cape.

Doc’s eyes were still closed when Jeremy’s feet left the safety of the roof.

“I’ll show you all!” Jeremy shouted. Doc waited to hear the thud and cry of pain, but it never came. He opened one eye and then the other and looked outward. He couldn’t see Jeremy anywhere. Doc ran to the edge of the roof and looked down. He expected the worst but to his surprise he saw nothing but the mattress they had set, “just in case.”

“JEREMY?” Doc shouted. “Where are you?” He stood on the roof, scanning the horizon but saw nothing. He began to worry and started to dial emergency. Then, out of seemingly nowhere, he felt a strong breeze at his side.

“I TOLD YOU, DOC! I TOLD YOU!” It was Jeremy and he was, against all rationality and logic, flying.

“Well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle,” Doc muttered. “Let me try, Jer!”

Jeremy landed beside his friend, removed his cape, and placed it on his friend’s back.

“I don’t know if it’ll work for you, Doc,” he warned. “It may be a family thing.”

“I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Doc replied.

Doc began his run and without looking back took a giant leap. Jeremy watched intently, hoping for the best, but Doc crashed immediately. His shoulder was separated and he was pretty sure his collar-bone was broken. He cried out in pain and Jeremy, without thinking, leaped from the roof to help his friend. Doc cried out again, he thought Jeremy, the damn fool, was about to crash down on top of him. To his surprise, Jeremy never did. He hovered above Doc and lifted him from the mattress.

“Goddamn, Jeremy! This hurts!”

“I’m sorry, Doc. I guess it wasn’t the cape after all.” Jeremy admitted.


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