The Door Below the Comic Store

By M.G. Herron

How would you react if you found hidden doors in your city that led to other worlds of mystery and magic?

While trying to escape the incessant bickering between his mom and his jerk of a stepfather, Colton goes out to meet a friend—and stumbles into a doorway that leads him somewhere unexpected.

Distracted by the world he discovers, Colton begins his magical education in the most unexpected way.

His new friends seems to like and trust him, and this gives Colton a confidence he has rarely known in his short, miserable life—but that doesn't mean his stepdad is going to let him forget where he came from.

Will Colton bow under the jerk's heel, as he always has before? Or will this newfound confidence help him stand up for himself and his mom for a change?

Explore new worlds of mystery and magic with The Door Below the Comic Store.

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.G. Herron
• Release date: Nov 28, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386259305

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THE DOOR BELOW THE COMIC STORE

Copyright © 2017 by M. G. Herron. All rights reserved.

Cover Design by James, GoOnWrite.com

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, businesses, events, or locales is purely coincidental. This story may not be reproduced without express written consent.

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First Edition: January 2017

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THE DOOR BELOW

THE COMIC STORE

M. G. Herron

WHEN THE ANSWERING machine at his best friend’s house came on the line, Colton slammed the phone down in its cradle and tiptoed past his mom’s room, where she and Barry were having it out in another screaming match. It was their third one this week. It was only Wednesday.

Some things never changed.

He could have listened in on their conversation, but what was the point? It was always some variation on the same theme: you don’t respect me, his Mom would say. Who makes the money around here? his stepfather would demand. And on and on. Colton’s name would drop into the argument at some point. His mom would get defensive. Barry would get angry. Rinse and repeat.

He never hit her. Barry usually had more bruises after a fight than his mom did. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t abusive behavior—on both their parts. Colton didn’t fool himself into thinking his mom wasn’t complicit in it. She chose to stay married to the prick, didn’t she?

In his room, Colton stuffed the bag of weed that Ajay left behind into his pocket, and climbed out the window. His mud-splattered mountain bike was leaning against the plastic siding of the trailer, siding so dirty it couldn’t respectably be called white any