Ipad

He was desperate to get a leg up. It had been tedious trying to convince colleagues and family that he was worthy, talented and intelligent. His desire to clamber and climb had become a lifelong distraction and he wasn’t going to stop now. If this didn’t do it, he’d have to invent something else. His Trekkie sense tingled transporter

The Cop

He knew they would look. Pride surged from his chest as he paraded by in machine bellowing convoy. He had wrangled a childhood passion and made it his. But the pressure to maintain this stance, the prestige, the expectations, was a burden. And to top it off, he preferred croissants to donuts.

Pig Truck

There was a time when he wanted to hide what he did. Now he saw no shame in it, it was a noble profession after all, one held down by his namesakes for generations. He understood it was offensive to others. He was dealing with death and people turned a blind eye to that. In blocking that out, he too became invisible. And that he struggled to overcome.