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He can and if you remember back to a previous chapter Matt tells us why he chooses other forms of transportation instead. However, coming up you will see Matt using more of his "ability" in different chapters.
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Thinking that he might meet Matt in the elevator and change his mind, Andrew walked past it and headed for the stairwell. Taking the stairs two at a time, he made it down three flights before remembering that Matt’s suite was on the 64th floor. At this rate, getting downstairs would take him an hour, and he probably wouldn’t be able to walk afterwards. He pushed through the door marked 61st Floor and found himself in a typical hotel hallway, with numbered doors on either side. He found the bank
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Death left before Matt did, but he wasn't counting on Death returning and telling Andrew everything that he told him.
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Andrew watched Matt run out of the room. A moment later, the elevator’s tiny ding echoed in his ears, telling him he was truly alone. His anxiety surged, and he got up and paced, glancing around the vast space. “What the hell is going on here, Drew?” he asked himself. “What have you gotten yourself into this time? Who is this guy and his weird, psycho brother that thinks he’s Death?” “Feel my hand rip out your soul, muah-ha-ha!” Andrew mocked. “And it’s all your own damn fault, to
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The explanation is really quite human.
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Andrew will have an opportunity to explain soon.
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Matt woke to the music of his cell phone on the nightstand. He sensed it was late in the day, but there was no indication in the room itself as the heavy drapes were pulled tight over the windows hiding any sign of the city beyond the glass. He’d been in bed for two days and spread around his room were the remains of the entire minibar, two bottles of wine that the staff was nice enough to bring to him, the entrails of room service orders, and the pizza he’d bought the night before. He’d refu
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Sun was high in the sky as she made her way over the dusty spring horizon spreading out from Desert Hills. Matt looked longingly in his rearview mirror at the plantation house where Andrew lived, as it grew smaller in the distance. He could still feel Andrew in his arms, under him, on top of him, inside of him. He shook his head to try and clear his thoughts. He was seriously late. He had practically run out the door after his first attempt to leave resulted in him and Andrew getting undress
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Time may be a bit beyond petty jealousy . But all will be explained.
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A good question which I believe will be answered in Chapter X.
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Saturday morning found Matt at the gym not far from the hotel. He was panting hard trying to recover his breath as Erik kicked his ass in the glass-enclosed squash court. Erik approached and said, “Dude, what the fuck? You are slow as hell this morning. Are you sick or something?” “Sorry man, just a little distracted.” “Really, I couldn’t tell after the eighth time you went to check your phone. Who is he?” Matt looked surprised. “What? What do you mean?” “Give me a break
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You will meet more of Matt's family in upcoming chapters. Pink
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True to his word, Andrew kept to the outskirts of town, west of Las Vegas. He lived in a large 1790s-style Louisiana mansion that had been converted to eight separate suites. It was a perfectly symmetrical, four-story building, situated on a plot of land at the base of Desert Hills, and made for a stunning view Sun setting behind the mountains. Matt looked out of Andrew’s top-floor suite while he waited on the meal that Andrew was skillfully cooking in his small kitchen. The aroma had his mouth
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Stay tuned the conclusion of Matt and Andrew's first date is coming tonight.
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Matt was standing in front of the mirror cycling through almost every shirt he owned. He wasn’t satisfied with most of what he tried on. Catching the grin on his face in the reflection he acknowledged to himself just how much he was looking forward to this date. His mind wandered back to the last time he took someone out. The guy ended up getting so drunk at the restaurant that Matt had to practically carry him out to the car. Then he threw up all over the passenger side of the vehicle bec
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Many more twists to come! Pink
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🤣 Well I am glad you are appreciating the mythology Danners! He's a romantic Fool! P.
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Matt reached the hotel and waved absently at Keri, who was behind the front desk. His bike tires didn’t make a sound on the Travertine tiles as he made his way past reception to the elevator beside the living wall. He was waiting there when he heard his name. “Matt!” Keri approached him at a professional walking speed, ever conscious of those who might be watching her. She looked at him for a second longer than she needed to and then said, “I almost forgot, you received a message abou
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Thanks drsawzall! More to come today when I post. Should be up by 8 pm Mountain Time Hi there VBlew, I am going to read this as "A very interesting way to..." so thank you! Thanks for reading! Hello Danners, you are going to have to wait an additional chapter for the date, there is more world building to build in between first! Thank you to everyone for reacting, following, and commenting. Chapter 2 is arriving soon! Pink
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Matt was keen on getting in a good ride. He was sweating loads, but he didn’t let the salty streams running down his face and occasionally into his eyes slow his pace. His jersey hugged the muscles in his arms and shoulders and wicked away the moisture accumulating on his skin. The cycling shorts hugged him tightly, their padding doing little to soften the pressure on his groin. After many miles, Matt cursed spending so much money on a bike that left his ass feeling like he was sitting on a cact
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Matt has spent most of his life going wherever the road takes him. Considering how long he's been alive, that's a lot of road. A chance encounter in the Nevada desert puts Andrew in his path. Their meeting is accidental, but what follows may not be. As three ordinary days unravel everything Matt thought he knew about his place in the world, he considers something he never has before: stopping. But some lives are easier to walk away from than others, and his family has waited a very long time for him to understand why. Sometimes a Fool needs to get lost before he can discover where he belongs.
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It doesn’t take me long once I make up my mind. Like others, I suppose, I am my own worst enemy. I often refuse to see what is right in front of me. This is a flaw of human beings, but as I must remind myself periodically, I am not a human being. I am born as a human, yes, but eventually, I figure out who I really am. Typically it happens in adolescence. As if this time in the life cycle isn’t chaotic enough, I am destined to discover that I am of the perpetually reborn. One whose destin
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Vancouver is nice, but Honolulu is better
pDaisy commented on Zenith's story chapter in Vancouver is nice, but Honolulu is better
Lol, I Could totally relate to your main character running around cleaning everything in the anticipation of his friend arriving. god knows how many times I have felt that excitement. -
I grew up in small town (900 people) Northern Saskatchewan, couldn't tell anyone that I liked guys, headed to Vancouver after high school at 17 to find my self! I have written a number of stories with Canadian themes and I always appreciated the home connection when I have a chance to read it; there's just something about home that speaks to me. Coincidentally, I found one of those gay skin magazines in an abandoned car on a neighbouring property when I was about 14, and glued the pages together over the next few years, lol. Thanks for the nostalgia, and and an interesting first chapter. Pink.
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Jesus gathered the faithful in front of the restaurant and called them all to heed his words. “Hear me now, on this first day of the Festival of Unleavened Bread. We eat together as a symbol of ...” “Ahem.” Jesus looked down from the rock on which he stood at the man off to his left trying to get his attention, but tried to ignore him. Turning back to the waiting crowd he continued, “We eat together …” “AHEM.” The man cleared his throat, and was now emphatically waving
