LITTLE TONY IS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE BRUCE... UNTIL MEG FINDS THE SPELL
IMAGINATION BEGETS CREATION
Young and beautiful foster parent Meg Suther’s new foster child Tony has an odd quirk. He talks to an imaginary friend and its name is Bruce. But Bruce actually exists. He's a fairy prince in a mission after his expulsion from his own world.
And when Meg finds the spell from Tony's favorite book that will allow her to see him, she will herself be exposed to a surreal world that she never imagine is real. She accepts that she cannot take Bruce away from Tony -- the child needs him as he heals from the abuse he suffered from his father who is, thankfully, in prison. Both determined to protect and love Tony, they begin to trust each other. And Tony's world becomes more secure.
What they didn't know is that somewhere, there's another imaginary friend, a creature evil that he can only appear as a shadow. He's a whispering things, and he is after Tony...
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Meg shrieked and nearly dropped the milk in the process. Thankfully, she had the presence of mind to keep a tight enough grip on the handle. She was also thankful she realized it was Bruce who had greeted her. The man was apparently a silent walker.
"Don't do that!" Meg shouted.
Bruce put his hands up in a mock surrender pose. "Sorry. That wasn't on purpose. Please don't throw anything at me again."
"I'm not living that down for a while, am I?" Meg asked.
"Not for at least a week," Bruce said.
Pulling out one of the kitchen table chairs, Bruce sat and leaned back. He considered putting his feet up on the table but he thought better of it. Tony had never cared about where he put his feet up, but something told him Meg wouldn't be the same way.
"Did you sleep well?" Meg asked.
"Yeah. Slept pretty good. Very comfortable couch, by the way," Bruce commented. "By the by, how long have you been foster parenting?" he asked.
The question seemed a little out of the blue but it was an easy one to answer.
"A little more than ten years," Meg answered.
"Any complaints?" Bruce continued to question.
Meg placed the cereal box down on the table before looking up at Bruce. "Is this an interrogation?" Meg asked.
Bruce gave a small shrug. "Yes. I guess so. All I want to do is ease my mind a bit more."
"I don't think I'd be in the foster care system if I wasn't proven a good caretaker."
"Well, systems make mistakes. Things slip their notice. Small things like bruises under shirt sleeves, dark circles under a kids eyes because the kid can't sleep well on some nights in fear of what can happen..."
The humor was gone from Bruce's face and was replaced with a quiet rage. It was a look that unsettled Meg.
She hoped that she would not have to see that look again. Or at the very least, be the one to cause him to have that expression.
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