him. As they flew down towards the oval, circling closer and closer, Drake heard a group of kids talking.
âIs it a bird?â
âMaybe a plane?â
âNo way. Look at the red boots and the cape â¦â
âNo, itâs not a bird or a plane ⦠itâs Dragonboy,â
Drake heard Barry Reed say. He could see him looking upwards with his puffy mouth wide open. Drake no longer needed his dad to be a super hero. He could just be a dad, with strengths and weakness like any other, because Drake was now a super hero himself.