All I could do was keep staring until the slow waves of distortion dissipated. I couldn’t make my brain comprehend that I was looking at my biological father. Sometimes that happens because my brain is wacky, especially when I’m emotional. At first, I was looking at nothing but melted shapes and colors. She nervously arranged it so that it lay perfectly straight, facing me. The first photo was chosen and placed on the table. Her gray eyes, which matched mine, slid out of eye contact. We observed each other with awkward anticipation.
There was still a wafting cigarette smell around her like a bad aura. In the roughened texture of the wood grain under my fingertips, decades of food had become hairline cracks full of sticky grime. Her stubby fingers held them so that I couldn’t see the images. I imagined her with a hairy mole and a scarf over her head, about to lay them out on our old kitchen table to tell me all about my past. MOM HELD THE photos to her chest like tarot cards. “In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt as injustice.” Or sign up for the newsletter and be the first to find out about new releases.įor the soundtrack to this book go to Spotify. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.įor information contact : įor more about the author, please visit. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. This is a story-heavy gay romance, family drama, and tragedy with no HEA.Book cover designed by BetiBup33 Studio DesignĪll rights reserved. All the while, Clay is on the hunt for the son he was forced to give up.
In this family drama, Clay, the lonely father of a teenage girl, meets an intense younger guy and can't help but start to fall for him. What he doesn't expect is to get romantically involved with his own dad. Could it be possible that he's accidentally hooked up with his own father? Then again, wouldn't that be the perfect revenge?Īs his mental health deteriorates, and he starts to hallucinate colorful lights more and more, Zander follows through on an incestuous plot to get back at Clay. He's had anonymous sex with older men all over town. He's told that his father is also gay, and his mind is spinning. When he turns eighteen, his mom tells him about his father, Clay, who he's never met and has always hated for abandoning the family. With an undiagnosed mental illness, a troubled past, and a hopeless future, gay teen, Zander Mason, is spending his days doing drugs, drinking, and indulging in risky sexual behavior.
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