The story of a conflicted Jewish superhero
By Joab Cohen
Copyright Joab Cohen 2011
This is a work of fiction. All characters and events depicted in this story lack any basis in reality.
Stanley Greenbaum was a murderer although, to be fair, he did not realize it at the time. Still, the proof was right before his eyes. His wife of many years, Leah, lay on the floor where Stanley had found her. That was some time ago, and Stanley still could not comprehend the reality of her silent, still body. He sat beside her, tears running down his pale, pudgy face, holding her hand, the warmth of her being slowly seeping away. Had he loved her that much? And if he did, why did they argue all the time?