Handsome boy

Kevin was a sensation in the world of juvenile modeling. To his poses in toy catalogues and generic brand clothing advertisements he brought a roguish charm and, when he was really on, an aura of existentialist despair. Camus with a Chupachup. Women wanted to mother him; men wanted to be him so they could be mothered by their women. Grandmothers carried in their handbags pictures of Kevin clipped from Target and Toys R Us catalogues. They gathered on rainy afternoons to compare their collections over canasta and tea. This profoundly creepy phenomenon had the whole country gripped. No wonder the government had Kevin rubbed out.