Due to a major storm along the Florida coast, the whole town pitches in to clean the beaches. Although, no one thought that a boy would wash up along with the debris. Seventeen year old Alphonse Page takes charge of the boy, making sure to tend to the wounds and keep him warm until he wakes up. But when he does, no one expects to discover that the boy doesn't know his name, and even worse, how to speak! How long will it be until this mysterious boy, now dubbed Julian Storm, can tell them how he ended up washed ashore, butt-naked, without anyone claiming him as their son? And what happens when this mysterious boy turns out to be more than Al ever imagined?

Descriptions. Descriptions may work for some stories but for mine it will not. My story is just to long and twisted. The description for my tale would end up being a book in itself so please, don't be discourged by the lack of explaining. All will be told in time. All in my story. My life. But I warn you now my life is not clean. Not happy and sweet. Not for the faint of heart. So please if you are looking for a joyful fun tale look elsewhere for this is anything but. If you dare to continue reading then I aplaude you and hope you will realize that what I say, what I do, and what happens to me is real. Enjoy. ~Severyn. E.