Philippe

The tear is not for Bruce but rather the fact that Bruce was too chicken shit to look the victims in the eye, apologize, and beg sincerely for forgiveness. Instead, he only said what he did to justify his actions in avoiding his and his family’s own embarrassment. While the town may need to heal, no lessons are being learned by all those that harbored, and aided Bruce at the costs of more pain to all the many victims of his crimes. Bruce’s death relieved those criminals of the charges that needed to be brought. The watered down article went too far, passively forgiving the townspeople of hatred and crimes against fellow townspeople and humanity. The healing is not real, it’s only a calming of emotions by the perceived problems of people harboring hatred. A truly sad moment for the town, as no healing has been accomplished. Hate and abused is propagated by abusers, Bruce likely spawned more abusers and the lesson learned is just don’t get caught or eliminate those victims rejecting compliance to their whims. I afraid now the healing is more of returning to the old norm of a more subdued balance of hatred.

Literary edging…with virtual paper cuts along the way!

The last developmental update on the longevity of the stink ass pill was 72 hours, so even if the young shifter persona holds true, the clock is ticking without a game plan to dose Elijah for continuing scent; also, how will they view his scent not showing the fears of an abducted young teen shifter? Could the young dining hall friend possibly come into play? Hopefully the plan has layers of added security for tracking and/or alerting the Sentinels; his phone was there in his hand and awareness of the heist was there…, but was it with enough warning for the panic button alert? Who will be in the handcuffs when the conversation turns to knowing they have a problem? Will their primary senses be fooled enough to allow time before the more aware wolf senses kick in to the …what you see, is NOT WHAT YOU GET! 72 hours later… Hey, this kid doesn’t stink at all!

On quick dial with the PM? 😝 I have to believe that Dr Archer disclosed him as on site once again but that seems to reinforce the notion of being the point man. Clearly, Carson does see boyfriend potential in Emmanuel, but Jonas seems to be inserting himself into Carson’s guarded life; whether Jonas just wants a friend and shares the passion, or is friend interested in passion…if he even realizes what is tugging him towards Carson. At least Jonas makes the effort to contribute while participating in this venture. EARTHQUAKE, LET’S PANIC! WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME THAT I CANNOT PANIC IF I WANT TO YOU YOUNG KID? 😂 “This is Mr Carson Newton, the famous Volcanologist, so yes he does know what he is talking about,” Emmanuel said in reply, and I just smiled and nodded my head, “You are? Please what do we do?” Hmmm 🧐, don’t listen to panicking fools? Excuse me while the kid advises the PM. Hahaha 🤪

And the classic line “ meatloaf again!”

Not me, as the third boy with young parents I knew when the older brothers may squabble or draw the attention away from me it was time to explore and be curious; quiet but focused. As I got into my teens that curiosity had me caught one day as dad came home unexpectedly for lunch…very rare. I was 13yo, had my short legs and feet in the engine compartment of the family’s 1967 Impala, though dad was allowed mileage for personal use on the company car. As dad drove up I had just unbolted the distributor shaft, head, and plug wires to have a dangling scepter of my mechanical prowess. DAD WAS NOT AMUSED 😒! 😝 I did tell him with all my 13 years of confidence and skills that I had found the problem, knew the steps, and had talked to Mr Jimmy at the parts store to have agreement that I was on the right (correct) path. Dad was still not amused and left shaking his head knowing that car would need towing or a house call from our mechanic friend. I cleaned up my greasy hands and moved the 1955 Plymouth to the front driveway in prep for mom to take me on my parts run…do you sense my independence and fear-nothing teen approach? With failed parts in hand I walked in, barefoot, shirtless, with only my normal southern boy jean cutoff shorts, and up to the counter where Mr Jimmy stood smiling. I sucked and blew air through that rubber tube to demonstrate how the vacuum canister was a gapping leak in the car’s spark advance system, of course my eyes must have been waiting for his confirming agreement that I was indeed a qualified mechanic. 🤦‍♂️ Compliments of my paper route monies, I returned with that replacement part and a full tuneup kit of plugs, wires, distributor cap, rotor, and points, I returned to reassemble and tune the high performance 327cu V-8. Dad returned from work and somewhat ignored my presence on the sofa as I awaited his completion of his weekly sales report. Then he asked, “Do I need to call the mechanic?” Totally puzzled why he had not understood what I had explained at lunch, I asked if he was ready to take it for the test drive…of course, I had already been around the block! 😛 with brows raised he askingly exclaimed it runs?? The test run was a big success and dad paid back my $23 for parts. Thereafter, I somewhat became the family mechanic for the family car and as the brothers got their cars; that was my ride share for school transportation. When asked by friends, which knew i always test drove my cars after working on them, isn’t your neighbor a cop and does he know you’re drive around the block? I answered yeah, he asked if I could help him this coming Saturday with the brakes on his Ford Maverick! Dad enjoyed knowing if I was missing that I was probably under some car hood or fender…but he learned to ask if the car was available for the trips before assuming it wasn’t jacked up with work in progress! Oh my life as a young teen…what else was I going to do, dream of sitting around playing…board (bored) games! Yup, as the third child, I learned well to not attract attention…there was more fun and adventure; to operate separate from the chaos of older brothers! Hahaha 🤣

I say, I say WHAT?!?

@Demiurge Long hair, blue hair, Alec be shy, Home school sheltered, a private guy. Short hair, blond hair, friendly is Finn, Home town smiles, again and again. Jock does invite, a chair with team, They mock, Alec runs with a scream. Comfort found, in a restroom stall, Next to a River, they did bawl. Avoid the jock, his smile refused, Home town Finn, left feeling abused. Kindred spirit, sharp as a tack, With River’s tongue it reins him back. Invite to party, bring your friend, See Finn smile, again and again. Long hair, blue hair, party a must, Short hair, blond hair, gaining his trust. Hmmm 🤔, and; No puns for Cry Me A River, Party of studs, make me quiver. River meet Rain, hey, names are swell, Maybe one day the kids you’ll tell. Just please don’t name them…Splash and Hail! https://gayauthors.org/author/philippe/

What non-adult supervised teen party ever occurred without drama? 😝 Broken dishes, vases, windows, fences, etc,… If it can be swung on, at, tested by just how many can fit, or… With the confidence of teens: Dobermans on the inside, chihuahuas on foreign soil when exposed to getting a special someone’s attention; that’s not home schooled either! Why do teens socialize in packs…mutual support? courage? to feel less awkward? 😝 Until it humps your leg in public, then teens will never let you live down your unrequited love!

Gays boys and magnets are much the same, one totally unaware of the other until close enough that the magnetic flux (gaydar) aligns the poles (ahem…) so the heads and tails just naturally come together as if one and inseparable until forced apart.

Just what every gay boy needs, comfort and counsel on demand, a repair kit for the naked gay heart; so vulnerable, so exposed, so easily betrayed by the very person once thought worthy to handle a very important and personal part of your soul. Whether these boys survive the initial excitement of like minds to develop more true feelings or just become mutually supportive kindred spirits, this is bound to be a positive grow moment in their formative years.

The reality of war service; training and pay documentation requires the unique who are you, with misfortune who do we notify and in honor of service all info needed for a proper marker. No doubt the underlying personality of Karl shall shine through doubts and the unfamiliar. Karl has focus to critique his current standing and needs for study; commendable for his displacement challenges, age and language, and all that unknowns of Dane and adopted family. Study Karl, study; the true measure of the tests to come is your mortality and that of life as you knew it and desire it to return.

Oh my, I hope dad is not missing only to act rashly as the wheels of justice try to catch up with unwilling participants. Surely the anguish and frustration of what could have been, but never to know other than a family lifetime of dysfunction…, that is torturous if unable to accept and move on. Donnie was vague, but was it intentional? to protect Tim when the not knowing is perhaps the only way to see family healing and to protect those so wronged long ago? The true costs may be steep but ultimately the final solution. At this time, prayers for the family may be the best one can do. Oh yes, Stephen has it bad while being held by little hands and hearts, and so too does Tim but for the preoccupation/distraction of Bruce’s cancer on society. The wheels are rolling towards needing a family vehicle, but will that be a sedan, van, or bus? 🤪 Tim’s confession of never splitting up siblings in adoption may come in to play as just who determines boundaries on the bonds of blood and hearts of little ones?

It’s just a (love) pill every third day…FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE! mawhahahaha Your not the same person I married, you’ve changed!

It would seem he makes the distinction as Ciprian “knows” he is the head of the Carandini family…he was/is the rightful regent to the Kingdom until Vincent no longer needs him…which will never come. However, he never wanted any stately officiating duties, so Vincent, take care of that while I tend to the needs of our reign of power. Even Vincent knows this but finds it hard not to bow to the elder of the family while trying so hard to maintain a more stately presence for his reign. The Ciprian Cancer is malignant and must be removed for the host to survive. While killing Ciprian would be shocking for Vincent, any other meaningful accountability would discredit Vincent and the family and probably weaken the new government enough to bring upheaval and no real winners to rule. Unlike Neo which was drugged for result in his challenge, but remained redeemable, neither Deadnus nor Ciprian or redeemable, but only one can be isolated from continuing to be a menace. Deadnus has been blatant in her public displays of excessive privileges of office and resources. Once severed from office and power, her grasp on tyranny will be beyond her reach and beyond any true influence over the new government.

Oh my, where is that blush emoji… And dad always said to never pull your weapon until you’re ready to use to…my what a kingly sword you have…may I hold it?

Ok, we really need a new emoji… 🤦‍♂️

Villian 🦹 interruptous lurking behind the scenes, ready to trip up the pacing and frustrate even the most focused of any to witness. This villain needs to be publicly chastised, ridiculed, and retired; RIP Alpha Cliff E. Hanger, eulogy by Betas Ed E. Torr and Puhn Chua Chin. Due the the infectious nature surrounding this internment, cremation is required with ash offerings only to the winds of song…praise the departed.

Why does this imagery seem to hint at a cliffhanger?

Oh my, so the Oak and Musk, macho pup known as Brad confirms he a a big ole anal skittish drama she-wolf yipping queen 👑. Yet in just a few minutes, it was over…but not near the sacrifice poor sewer boy Elijah had to endure; as well as his escorts Zev and Ben. 🤦‍♂️ I hope Ben’s sensitivity to auras doesn’t extend to odours! 😆 Elijah actually seems committed to the cause and may also be gaining a sense of belonging and friendship he hasn’t sense so freely before; he may become a more permanent member of this accepting pack. Wise is the decision to trust no one, as the pack has lost a pup…and the information that led to his capture and timing had to have originated within the pack as we presently know of no reporting to the Council of actual fresh turn pups; generic birth and age data wouldn’t allow such precise timing. Now, project Stinky Stimpy Pill 💊 is under way! (Stimpy finds his stink x hahaha 🤪)

Being on the Gulf Coast we had football halftime shows, many Mardi Gras parades, Concert Band competitions, and Jazz Band performances. 😝

LOL, I understand. The opposites attraction thing may possibly play in to this, but how will that partnership work amongst the family of…overly protective monsters, generals,…dukes. Of course, they have tolerated Loren and now Suman to some extent, but remember Wyn too has a temper when things don’t go the way he desires; kicking Talon on introduction, dropping the stonework on him in sport, asking Kalian to slice Talon’s UnKingly dad, etc… so is he really that opposite? While the age difference would seem larger at first thought, I remember Kalian being much older than the other students, but still only approaching 18; Kalian was very late to develop any powers, and five years younger than Eon/Talon/Mallex. I believe that put the other students generally around ten, so around 7-9 years younger than Kalian. Likewise, Meep was an undereducated street urchin…thief, and barely old and independent enough to survive; around 5-6yo. We start this book with Kalian 27, and Wyn 12; so Lyme may actually only be 6-8 years older than Wyn, Lyme is likely a teen or no more than 20. Kalian would in most cases not be old enough to be Wyn’s real dad, but needed the established rules of parenthood to guide Wyn away from his individualistic/survival ways…too old as brother, too young to father. 😆

Suman should share some insights into this event; his methods fooled all but Wren. Assuming he is trustworthy and not part of the master plan…double agents are indeed well disguised in their stories and their deeds.

Reflections of Hanja and Tyren? Hmmm, I see more of Wyn and Lyme. Wyn would calm Lyme and Lyme would answer so many questions from Wyn’s intrigued mind. Or

Oh that’s easy, I was thinking more in terms of what’s buried under the slab in the basement and why is the FBI excavating my property?