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Oh dear! It's all rather frantic. I need a little lie down!

Honestly you say. Well not me! Perhaps I should try lying. Although judging by your writing that would make me one of the bad guys.

Hurrayum for Graham! I didn't have a clue who it was. How can they exorcise the bad guys - yet keep the good? I'm sure I'm not the only reader now wondering again about Tristan's father. You weave us many mysteries wise one.

Holiday treat. Thanks for working whilst the rest of us are idling. Well, apart from being dutiful friends and relations, carers, lovers, spouses or what you will. Or annoying idiots apparently!

As it's got more interesting it's got more complex, or vice versa. Perhaps it's just me being easily befuddled.

Thank you. There has been so much personal growth for all of them since the start of these stories. It must be hard to know when to step away from them all but I think you picked a great moment. Poor Joey though. Although I admire you for including the realities of life and thereby avoiding the over- sweetness of so many stories.

Drawn back to this because of your updates I'm glad to re-read it. Yes indeed, what about Keller's paternal line? And - do we KNOW that Fendral's sons died, and if so died childless? Even if there is to be no more this has been wonderful. Thank you for it.

Goody. We all get more change-of-Heart. In more than one sense perhaps!

Erm, I may be being foolish here. If you were 'Following' your stories, as us humble (well humble-ish) readers do wouldn't you get updates and notifications that wayas I do?

Puberty hit and my faith left. Not because I was gay, that took longer to sort out. The loss of faith was almost palpable at first. Like losing a limb. I still swing between envy and ridicule for those who still believe, including my husband. He is at least now free of the ludicrous church which made him chose between them and me. Your debate made me wonder if losing faith is a bit like losing that heterosexual future we're all brought up to expect once our sexuality becomes apparent. Now I see neither as a loss and both as a blessing. Still love old churches though, especially if they smell of incense. Thanks for the writings.

Well it may have been done before but it was very nicely done here. We may not have seen all of Scott's new life but you filled the gaps in effectively. Poor Phillipe though! Loved what you did to Art however. Hope we'll be seeing more of your stuff. By which I mean your writing - I've just realised how that sounded. Oops.

Well we all see see things differently - which is why reading the work of others is such a pleasure - but I'm not sure Blundellsands would be a highlight of a trip to the UK. You can access Crosby beach fairly easily and see the Anthony Gormley sculpture Another Place which is rather fun. The suburb itself is small c conservative (big C as well at times I think) and a little smug I think. Middle class, middle aged and middle minded as we say here. Perhaps the boys will end up like that but I hope you've stopped writing them by then! Anything worth doing requires at least a little effort. Perhaps you need positive feedback for your academic endeavours as well as for your writing. As you say you are a mature student the tutors will probably be impressed with your efforts at least. Or just show off to the hungover eighteen year olds.

Love the story. Don't stuff up school for it though. We CAN wait - even if we don't want to. John having a hissy fit - surely not. Blundellsands is a suburb north of Liverpool (UK) by the way. You knew that though I guess. Cheers.

There are SOME happy endings in real life too Dodger. Perhaps only after a struggle and later in life - but they can happen. Chin up.

The one that got away for the rest of us isn't getting away for Roger. Wonderful! And there is nothing wrong with the way you write. Mind you I'm no grammarian.

Well I shan't criticise your grammar as I suspect mine at present - sharing second bottle of claret with himself at present - but you do tell a good tale.

Glad I found this again. Well worth a second look. It'll make me look at more of your stuff.

Well. If we haven't all been close to that we, no doubt, will be at some point. Looking forward to where they're going these men. Unrequited love is hard enough in real life but we adjust. Hope we don't have to in fiction. If I was a teacher you'd get a gold star!

Dillon's guilty. I hope he's found guilty but gets help. His parents can well afford his college education without his scholarships. Do the victims get to have a say before sentencing? I think they do in the UK in some cases.