The End

Two years ago

It wasn’t a big ceremony, just Harold and John, their two witnesses, Grace and her fiance in front of the Justice of the Peace. They couldn’t have been happier, the newlyweds Harold and John Richards.

Grace had come to Harold’s home, the day after the two men had slept together. She had talked to both of them, released Harold ( Read more... )

Harold's Desperate Move

Bear practically ran up to the two men, training nearly forgotten as he seemed to get ready to jump up on Harold to greet him. Instead the dog snapped to a sitting position in front of the man, whining softly.

Harold bent down to stroke the dog’s head, “It’s okay…?

“Bear.”

“…Bear, I’m fine.” Bear started licking at Harold’s face ( Read more... )

A Day With Grace

Grace told the cabby the address of the apartment across from Washington Park. “It’s a short walk to the bistro and the spot where we met near the river. If you don’t think you can…”

“I can walk a few blocks Miss Hendricks…Grace. I’ll be fine, don’t coddle me please?” Harold didn’t mean to snap at the woman, she was just being ( Read more... )

A Look in the Mirror

Two weeks John’s going to stay with me. I’ve got two week to convince him he’s the one I want.

Dr. Pradipta had left, with John following right after, leaving Harold alone to think, but not for long. Ten minutes later one of his nurses brought in some printed out instructions outlining continued care for the enucleation of his ( Read more... )

Plans Made for Harold's Hospital Release

Well!” John frowned at him. “How did things go? I’m guessing not so well. Grace seemed to be in a hurry. She just told me you wanted to see me and left without so much as a backward glance.”

“No. I don’t think things went very well at all John. I tried to not let it show how uncomfortable I was. But I think ( Read more... )

Grace

After a tentative knock at the door, a beautiful red-haired woman entered the room. Harold expected some kind of reaction when he first saw her, as he had waking up to John standing over him, but no, there was nothing. She was a perfect stranger to him. He felt nothing towards her.

Harold just didn’t know what to do. How do you react when you ( Read more... )

Harold Meets the Man in His Dream

Harold could not believe the man of his literal dreams was really there. He did not understand it; he couldn’t even remember the handsome stranger now standing beside the bed. Without his memory, Harold’s initial reaction was as if he were meeting John for the very first time. Yet, there was an overwhelming sense ( Read more... )

John's Last Look, Telling Grace

John had been released from the hospital two days ago. He had gone to the loft, called everyone in on his plan and as soon as he could went to the Library.  Reese felt as though he was walking into the abandoned building the Library appeared to be from the outside.

Physically nothing was changed. Everything was as ( Read more... )

Harold Wakes

Harold was reaching out, trying to use his hands to feel his way, to try and get up. Something warm and wet was running down his face, into his eyes, blinding him. He was also shouting for help. “Help me! I can’t see.”

A woman was laughing at him. Why was she laughing? “Grace? Grace?”

Another voice, not a woman’s, answered his cry for ( Read more... )

Reese's Plan

After the physical therapist wheeled John back into his own room, the PT helped his injured charge into the recliner, “Sitting up for a bit will do you some good. Just press the call button when you want to get back into bed.” The young physiotherapist unwrapped the long cord from around the bed’s safety rail, placed the call device in ( Read more... )