When Edward went to live with the Boggs family, he marveled at all of the pictures that they had of their family. There was a cabinet filled with pictures, and they had stacks of albums crammed with even more photographs of their live. Here was a picture of Bill and Peg's wedding; here, one of Kim when she was just a baby, newly born, here one of ( Read more... )

Not long after the Inventor had attached Edward's legs and taught him how to walk, Edward and the Inventor stood looking out of a tower window down into the suburb that sprawled around the base of their high, mountaintop castle. The people on the streets below were almost as tiny as ants, and yet Edward's vision was so true that he could see each ( Read more... )

Edward has seen pictures of birthday parties in books and magazines. He knows that there should be presents, wrapped in special paper decorated with the words Happy Birthday! printed in large block letters and wrapped with ribbons that are tied into a pretty bow. There should be guests who are smiling or singing or laughing. There should be a cake ( Read more... )

"A gentleman is always mindful to be on his best behavior at all times. A true gentleman never wishes ill upon others, or seeks revenge for perceived slights or wrongs," Edward's Inventor had instructed him one day, and then he had smiled at Edward and added with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "But we are not always true gentlemen, hmmmmm?" The ( Read more... )

Is silence a lie when you don't want to speak the truth? Edward didn't know. 'A gentleman never lies', the Inventor had told him, and so Edward never did. And yet, he allowed people to believe an untruth and felt shame because of it, for how is that really any different from lying? The night that Kim and her drunken boyfriend Jim had lured Edward ( Read more... )

Shy, artistic boy seeks beautiful girl to adore. Loves sculpting, origami, topiary, and design. Would love to spend the evening cuddling in front of a warm fire, or taking moonlit walks under the starry, starry night. Lives in castle. Gentle with pets. Would like to hold hands…but can't.

Lemonade. That's what did it. At least, that's what Bill Boggs told him was in the drink that he poured for Edward out of the cut-glass decanter that he kept behind the bar. It had been odd the way that Bill had glanced around first to make sure that no one saw him pour himself and Edward drinks. Why should he have worried about anyone seeing them ( Read more... )

Each day as Edward tends to the topiaries around his ruined castle, he often thinks back to the lessons that his Inventor taught him. Mathematics, science, literature, manners...the Inventor instructed him in so many marvelous things. He taught Edward that the world was an endlessly fascinating place, filled with lovely, creative people. As the ( Read more... )

JealousyEdward had been created with several emotions, chief among them being love, loyalty, kindness, gentleness, curiosity, and wonder. His inventor had started to teach Edward some of the higher, more complex emotions such as humor and discernment, but he had died before completing those lessons which left Edward somewhat at a loss when he ( Read more... )

Edward had once come tantalizingly close to achieving his dream of having his own beauty salon. Cutting hair, of course, seemed like the only logical profession for him. Having razor-sharp blades for hands made it difficult to conceive of doing anything else short of working on an assembly line in a restaurant chopping vegetables, or else being a ( Read more... )