“Those things give you foresight, Foureyes?” Billy taunted.
“Sure, they let me see a lot.” I smiled knowingly.
“Yeah? Maybe I should try them.” Billy snatched my glasses. Moments later, his jaw dropped. “Dude! The detail!
That’s how the school bully became an honor roll student, and my best friend.
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Written for my challenge: Write a Great Novel in 50 Words or Less
Also written for Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt: