Second Time Around

By Max G. Bernard

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2010 Max G. Bernard, all rights reserved

Let me make one thing perfectly clear: I am not a crook.

I am a monster.

Pleased to meet ya. Hope you guess my name.

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Yes, now it can be told. The full story. My real memoirs, presented as fiction. Very few will ever believe it. But a lot of you will wonder. And most deliciously of all--I know every word of it is true.

No, this isn't some fantasy of ghosts, goblins, werewolves, vampires, zombies or any other popular type of "monster" that you've seen depicted in the movies. I am a monster in an entirely different sense. It is not my nature. It was my choice. The choice came early in my life, but the fortuitous technology that allowed me to surpass my wildest dreams came to me much later.

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It's a little known fact that when I was a young lad growing up in Yorba Linda, California there was something besides politics which fascinated me. I was an avid science fiction reader. My special obsession was time travel stories. A friend of mine, Leonard Jones, introduced me to H. G. Wells The Time Machine when I was in 6th grade and for almost a week it was my constant companion at recess and lunch time.

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