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The young man in the red shirt is Ace. His life is about to get interesting.
Feb 22, 2011: Some of you may notice that this and following strips have changed from the original. I’m redoing all the old strips with any eye towards a print version. Finally!
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Wearing only a red T-shirt and black shorts, the young man stood on the porch before the open door, with a computer clutched in his hands. A suitcase and an open box were at his side. His blond hair jutted from his head like short spikes.
"I won't have a liar and a cheat in this house!" the voice from inside exclaimed.
The door slammed shut with such force that he cringed. "Click," went the lock.
"Wow," the young man, Ace, thought, as he reached for the suitcase.
"I've never seen Mom that angry before."
"I won't have a liar and a cheat in this house!" the voice from inside exclaimed.
The door slammed shut with such force that he cringed. "Click," went the lock.
"Wow," the young man, Ace, thought, as he reached for the suitcase.
"I've never seen Mom that angry before."
Cool.