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The Pains of Fatherhood It was day 127 of a very important experiment and Mayuri was putting the final touches on the serum that he hoped would allow him to grow back limbs. He held a dropper of clear liquid over a beaker and carefully squeezed the rubber end of the dropper. A droplet quivered on the end and dropped into the beaker. The liquid in the beaker cleared slightly and as he was about to add another drop a sharp tug on his hakama caused him to empty the contents of the dropper into the beaker. The liquid in the beaker bubbled violently and boiled over the sides and onto his hand. He swore rather loudly as the skin on his hand starte

     I had over slept again. I threw on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and clamored down the stairs. The house was empty, no surprise there. I went to the fridge. Nothing appealing resided in there, only the smell of  half rotten food and something worse. Okay, so I wasn‘t having breakfast. I grabbed my board, and ran out the door. It was quiet, the only sound made by the wheels of  my skateboard rumbling over the pavement. I stopped. I heard nothing: not a bird, not a car, not a voice. It was as if I was the last person on earth.     I shook off my feeling of unease and continued on, hoping I wouldn’t get yelled at again for being