The Fantasy Maker
There were even a few of the newer comic book based movies that she knew a little too well, thanks to her superhero obsessed sons.
From the DVDs, she moved to the book shelves, idly reading through the titles. Again she was impressed with the classic titles, some an aggressive amount of heavy reading. There was a collection of video games in one corner, though she had yet to see a gaming system. He had little collections of things here and there, some clearly souvenirs from travels around the country, others a curious grouping of oddly feminine items. Most likely gifts from past admirers. That made Emma wonder about his dating past and the number of broken hearts he had left in his wake.