Happy Fathers Day to you and yours if it applies. For me, I have my dad whom I adore and worry about even more since his hospital visit earlier this year. Also, my husband, whom I share no biological human children with, but our kitty, Jack, is our baby and so of course, he’s a dad!
This past week blew by fast! I told my drum teacher didn’t I just see you five minutes ago? He smirked and we went about the lesson of getting me to all four limbs doing their own, proper things. That’s much, much harder than it sounds.
What is Rainbow Snippets? It’s a group of LGBT+ authors who post six sentences (or more) from a current WIP, published work or even something they’ve read that they want to rave about. Click on the link below the rainbow to be transported to a place of wonder where you will find tasters of everything from sweet romance, to hot and steamy, to fantasy and sci-fi.
This week I’m sticking with one of my more dramatic works…Complications. First written in longhand in 1999.
Josh is a family man, a good doctor and a man in love… with his best friend. All is well until Greg discovers how he feels. Sadly, he doesn’t feel the same way.
Heartbroken, Josh finds love elsewhere, with Glenn, a much younger man. They have a whirlwind romance, until one flawed decision threatens to tear them apart forever.
With all the complications in his love life, will this doctor find a cure to mend his broken heart?
“This is how I feel about your say!” Josh punched him squarely in the face, knocking him down. His hurt and anger about everything boiling up in him–the loss of his wife and family, the loss of Greg. His life was in turmoil now, and Greg’s rejection threw him over the edge. The loss of everything, everyone he cared for in his life was devastating. “That’s how I feel! I hate you!”
The words shocked even him as they caught their breath and felt the words on their lips. Josh fell to a whisper as he sobbed into his hands. “I hate you! I hate you for being my friend all these years, and I even hate you for turning down the chance to work with me!”
Greg scooted away and licked his lip. He tasted blood. He faced his attacker and scowled. “You bastard! You know what you can do? Go fuck yourself because I hate you too! Piss off!”