I can't claim to have ever considered myself much of a dog person. Seems like you gotta be one or the other -- Dog or cat person -- and I guess I would have chosen cat had it to come to it. We had dogs at home the way everybody had dogs, but cats are more self-sufficient. They need less. When you're a teenage boy pretendin' at bein' the man of ( Read more... )

If Lewis Nixon isn't careful, he's going to end up an upstanding member of society. Here he is with the sun setting over the west side of the island, sweaty and dirt-grimed and completely blue-collar, finishing up the frame for one of the many doors they'll be installing in the new barracks across from the Officer's Club. A Club which, he might ( Read more... )

Over a year it's been since I showed up in this place, fresh from the concentration camp and feelin' a little lost. It was just me n' Luz then, and now there's over a dozen of us, tricklin' in a few at a time, the war still clinging and refusin' to let go. It's amazin' how things can change so much, yet still stay the same ( Read more... )

Dated May 25, 2009:
Gene and Joe celebrate their first anniversary, or: gay man cooks ethnic meal for partner, world is shocked and amazed.

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Your husband isn't sleeping, Sarah. He's dead...

Beyond the waterfall was the butterfly garden. She'd taken her camera there, snapping photos here and there, Matthieu dangling peacefully from the carrier strapped to her chest. He made sounds now and then, but mostly, he was silent, peering at the world around him with solemn blue eyes.

She'd ( Read more... )

Dated April 29, 2009:
On the first morning of opposite plot, Gene demands to know why there's a crippled queer in his bed.  Joe takes it about as well as can be expected.

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I'm all for brotherhood, but walkin' down the PUBLIC PATH in this place is like bein' in a fuckin' gay pride parade. Dudes holdin' hands and touchin' each other and shit, like they just GOTTA do it where everybody can see it. It's fuckin' disgustin', especially when this place is crawlin' with Grade A Prime tail. Why the fuck would you make out ( Read more... )

There's very little about a good time that Buck Compton doesn't know about. The grief and the distress of the past is where it belongs back there and he's not about to let that get in his way. It's George Luz's wedding in two days and the man deserves a little bit of a send-off before he takes that final walk to the altar. The convenience of a ( Read more... )

Ever since the night of speed dating, Jen has been working to keep herself occupied to try not to think about the curling lessons that may or may not actually happen. She's been trying not to get her hopes up too much, telling herself it's just a silly thing and was probably just said in passing. Quilting has been helping her a lot in her effort to ( Read more... )

"You look like shit, you know," Miguel says as he separates his laundry, then decides there isn't enough to bother with it and dumps everything in one machine.  He hasn't been around long enough to own much of anything, including the clothes he can get from that magic box--a manifestation of the island's nature so physically apparent it made him ( Read more... )