4 Chapter 4

As he stood there watching the cowards haul ass down the street, he looked down at the rocks the bullies had dropped, and became intrigued by what he’d seen. He then leaned over and picked one up. When he held it in his hand, he squeezed it so hard that he crushed it to dust. Curious, he leaned over, picked up another one, and squeezed again. As he continued to squeeze them one by one with nothing but his bare hands, again they broke into clumps, the dust pouring out between his fingers.