He Just Never Paid Attention
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Ongoing, First published Jan 19, 2018
"Hey Guys!" He said, with a friendly smile. I waved hi, and looked at the kid standing next to him. "Oh! Right. This is my son, Colten." I waved at him. 

"Hi, my names Catana." I greeted him.

"Catana? As in, like the sword Katana?" He asked, spark in his eyes. I shook my head. 

"It's spelled with a 'C' not a 'K'." I said, correcting him. He just nodded. I looked at my dad. "Hey Dad. What's the special thing?" He laughed. 

~He's the 'special' thing? Is my dad crazy? He's just a kid like me. Nothing special about him.~ I smiled, not trying to be rude. Colten smiled back.
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