The next day Ty walked outside trying to understand if what happened last night really happened. Did he really make Dustin grow younger? And if so, what else was possible?
He walked along the sidewalk until he noticed a very handsome man with his son walking on the other side of the pavement.
Both were beautiful indiviuals. The son, young, soft, and sleek. The father, big, muscled, and strong. They both were carrying work out bags as though they had just come out of a gym.
"You did great today, kid," the father patted his son on the back.
It was then Ty noticed the twinkle in the boys eyes as he stared proudly at his dad. Ty seemed to notice right then and there the relationship seemed more than an appropriate father and son one. Perhaps he could have some fun?