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An astute observation, and at the risk of being pedantic, it's those who profess their holiness the most that are the least, nothing worst than someone who cherry picks scripture...

@Dan South, Thanks, we often get caught in a trap of thinking the past is just that, not understanding the valuable lessons that await us...

Young love is a brightly burning incandescent flame... I don’t quite remember cycling home, I was in such a heady blur of happiness. I knew nothing about the world, but I knew everything about the universe.

Thanks, it is appreciated!! Again avoiding shameless self promotion, try Doc Tompkins!!

Thanks Dan, and in an effort to avoid shameless self promotion, Check out Tommy Banks and the Christmas Miracle.. Your thoughts and comments are greatly appreciated!!

This was very interesting to read and I feel it worked well... Then again...the heart wants what the heart wants...

I wish this was around a few decades or so ago when I was babysitting my obnoxious nieces and nephews...get them all wound up and scared and leave 'em with my equally obnoxious sister...

Could it be morning sickness and These young men will be leaders in whatever future endeavors they find themselves in!!! The flight home for the boys wasn’t as exciting as the flight to Europe. They were becoming international travelers.

Well now...what sort of adventures await the boys???

I think there is so much more to enjoy in this story than the interactions with the Chinese. Most of the time Quokka takes us on a series of exceptional tours, of what makes Australia so unique and enticing. Living here in Massachusetts, I've always dreamed of going to see the wonders of Australia. Kakadu National Park is one such gem, it is a testament to getting things right, correcting wrongs of past generations. For the philistine's among us, spend 5 to 10 minutes exploring the link below... https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kakadu_National_Park Once again, thanks Quokka for sharing some of what makes your home so unique...

The points brought up in this chapter are valid and reasonable...One can sense the frustration Mac is feeling, to wit... “So, I can’t do this with you?” “No, I’m afraid not.” “Damn, I can’t wait until I’m a skinwalker and we can do these things together.”

Ohhh...do share....is it time for a double dog dare???

Trouble in paradise is brewing and did Batman find his Robin?

Someone should spike the water system with massive amounts of sedatives...

Travis, what have you gotten your sorry ass into???

It's a good thing you are editing whilst sober, otherwise you could be responsible for a universal conflagration, or aliens invading the planet...BTW...June 9 is the day I became 39 again for...well...just take my word for it!!

At this point I am so frustrated with Michael...a petulant little person...nudging and nursing grievances he and only he can overcome, if he decides to find the exit out of Miasmaville... Pete and Maggie are moving on with a shared common interest...an underpinning of his Michael's safe, secure realm of mendacity is potentially crumbling...More to the point, the load/responsibility of having to care for someone, who was unable to...or so he told himself, is going away. Admitting it or not, or actually giving voice to the thought, Michael knows the plant won't be around for much longer...then what?? Another corner of his safe foundation is going away... Delaney is messing up, hence the nervous attitude, while Michael is on the fast track, or so he convinces himself, to mediocre middle management...because it is safe...thank god that somewhere in the back darker corners of the inner recesses of his cranium, he hung on to all but one of the applications...we'll find out that wasn't the school for him anyways... Change is difficult, taking chances in your abilities is even more difficult, but the effort is is rewarding...now...go patch the ginormous hole in your relationship...sorry is the hardest word, or so they say...

Right now my biggest fear is that Calvin has sobered up again...his propensity for fucking things up is boundless as his sobriety is transient... I fear that somehow that any interaction between Calvin and Caleb will be very harmful to Caleb, he simply hasn't the maturity to see through the sperm donor's BS... Meanwhile, Caleb replayed the funeral over and over again, wondering how it would've gone had he been allowed to talk to his biological father. Would he get the answers he'd always wanted, or would Calvin turn out to be the exact person his dad, Diego, had told them about? Bryan needs to let Diego that Calvin is lurking in the internet ether... Calvin needs a long walk off a short pier...soon!!!

And we have a mystery, is he missing his pride?

Another fantastic chapter, got to love Bella and Rob...what a tag team they make... Chris folded his arms around me. ‘Oh my, that's cute,' said Bella. 'Definitely cute. And, bonus, I'm finally a certified fag hag!'’ Rob palmed his face. ‘Jesus H Christ, Carmichael. You have no tact. None.’ ‘Oh don’t mind me,’ she said, giggling. ‘I’m not implying you two have to now start singing Broadway show tunes and take me shoe-shopping. Somehow I think you two would fail spectacularly at those.’ 'Hey, you've never heard me do Ursula from The Little Mermaid,' said Chris, sounding mildly incensed. And with that, I knew the four of us were going to be okay. More than okay. I found the conversation at the end of the trip back powerful, there's a growing sense of true self-awareness of what their "privileged'' lives are compared to the stark reality of the larger, immediate world around them. ‘I’ve never really paid attention to all the shacks out here... so many people live in them. Like, I don’t know what it’s like not to have electricity and water. And the country’s been free for more than a decade but you look at that and think there’s been so little progress.’ ‘It’s like that in Durban too. KwaMashu stretches for miles around the city.’ ‘Sometimes I feel so...’ ‘Guilty?’ ‘Yeah,’ ‘Ja, I know what you mean. But my mom says guilt doesn’t help any situation after the fact unless you do something about it.’ While it may seem trite, or a balm for a troubled conscience, taking that first small step towards understanding, that actions count, kudos to Cal for taking that all important first step with his donation towards a charity...that's real growth of character...

Let's hope the visit to see Arnaud gets him motivated and busy with life again!

The boys have it bad....nothing like young lust, erm...love... He cut me off. ‘No, It’s simple. I've already let slip that you're apparently my, uh, boyfriend now. Do I have to ask you like formally?' ‘No, but I can’t help thinking it would be pretty fucking adorable if you did.’ He rolled his eyes, then leaned over dramatically, holding out his hand. 'Pretend I'm holding out a big fuckin' bunch of roses then. Should I bring you roses? I'm gonna have to bring you roses.’ ‘Oh my god, dude…’ ’You asked for it. No refunds. So then. Caleb fuckin' Macleod, I wanna be your guy. Will you be mine, bru?' I was smiling so much my face was hurting.‘ ‘Of course, dude’ I said. 'Of course. And these will definitely do.' I took the imaginary bunch and blew him a kiss.

Then there's this...and add a toolbelt and I'm walking down the aisle... 'Fair.' I looked away. 'This is going to sound so fucking cheesy, but I pretty much fell for you when you fixed my bike. Maybe I like a man who works with his hands.'

You ain't the only one.... Then I saw him, as if for the first time. The dying sun had caught him in silhouette, and his damp mop of hair was lit up, glowing in the amber rays. He looked like a young lion with a mane of gold, and the contours of his torso segued into the pink light like so many dunes in a vast desert. The heat from his body formed tiny circles around him, like dust storms traversing a great planet. I was hard and dizzy and breathless.