The Boy Who Loved Stories

George was born in 1943. His parents split and he moves to Florida with his mother. while there, he befriends two neighborhood boys and they become inseparable. This is their story.

"All the stories have already been written." He said, tears running down his face, blending in with the cold rain.
He felt the younger man brush his fingers along his jawline until they stopped underneath his scruffy chin. Slowly, he lifted his head until their eyes met.
"Don't you understand George?" Dream said with a sad smile.
"We aren't a story."