Les Hommes, Vol. 2 by Christiane France
The Gallery On Main Street by Christiane France
The book has a strange feeling, like a river which flows without interruption, sure of its target at the end of the path.
Martyn is an easy-to-go gay guy; he has yet no decided what to do in his life, and maybe he is counting a bit too much in the inheritance from his late Uncle Jack. But when the legacy occurs, it's bounded: he can't sell the Antiquity shop of his Uncle Jack for at least 10 years, and meantime he has to co-managed it with the other partner, the up-tight Simon.
From the first time he saw Simon, Martyn is attracted by the man, but they are like oil and water, they can't mix. There is something in Simon that irresistibly draws Martyn, but at the same time, when he is near the man, they seems to bounce off like opposite magnets. The something happens, Martyn suddenly decides that, instead of repel the man, he would like to go nearer to him, and from a dinner to a sunday spent working together, they find each other in an almost matrimonial routine.
Probably the main contrast issue in the story is Simon and Martyn's differences. Martyn is a young man still in that phase of life when he is not sure of what he would like to do as an adult, and instead Simon is arrived to the phase in which he wants to settle down and tighten some free ends. But after they overcome this problem, all the other aspects of their life match in a very smooth way, and nothing else prevent them to walk together hand in hand toward an happily ever after: I can really image these two, the emblem of the happy gay couple, two handsome antiquarians living peacefully together with a cat they treat like their baby.
This is a quite enjoyable short story, less than 45 pages, good if you want to rest and relax for a bit.
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