FlyOnTheWall

I've enjoyed your stories since I first found Jay and Miles. I thoroughly enjoyed this one as well...especially the deeply spiritual tone towards the end of the last chapter. Once again, your writing has inspired me to get off my butt and get foing on my next book! Thank you for that. I definitely look forward to your next story! ☺❤❤👌

The concerns have been addressed and fixed in the latest update. My apologies!

I started crying as Jacob took me into his arms. He calmed me down and reminded me that Noah needed me right now. That’s all it took for me to get my shit together. Katie handed me a box of Kleenex as I dabbed my eyes dry. “You know this boy?” “Yes, he’s one of the boys I told you about last month. He’s part of our theatre group, and he sang at our wedding just two days ago. What happened to his mother?” “The medical examiner has her now and will perform an autopsy. We should have

I must have had one helluva terrified look on my face when Jake said he knew Mal and I were getting it on in the massage room. He just laughed out loud and told me to relax. “I’m not saying that I approve of what was going on in there, and I certainly expect that it won’t happen again. But—both you and Mal are two of the finest therapists I’ve ever had in my operation, and I don’t want to lose either of you. And just so you know, I’ll be talking with Mal before he takes you back to the

I'm doing great on the vaccine front. In fact, I've signed up for the Moderna booster test.

Ummm--like a hundred times already! Have you seen the IN THE HEIGHTS trailor? That will be my first move back IN the theatre...one of my top five of all time musicals!

Spring Break—God, I loved mine back in the day. And I’m definitely looking forward to spending Perry’s with him! We landed in New York after a ridiculously short flight from Boston. Then it was into an Uber and making our way into the city. We were gonna stay at the same hotel Vic and his family stay in when they came to the city. Vic also told us to order room service at 11:45. He promised to call Tony to give him a heads up. Oh, man! Every time I think about that, I get all har

I am planning a story on Nate. It will be the next one. I haven't planned ro write about Conner...but tou jevee know! Thanks for reading!

The next few days were spent with Mom and me taking long walks on the beach and talking through shit. I was glad that it wasn’t too cold and windy. I think Mom was glad for the time outside of the house. The first time we walked was the hardest. Neither of us knew how to start the conversation we both needed to happen. Hell, I don’t think we even knew where to start. But, after we turned around to head back, Mom was the one to get the ball rollin’. “Hunter, you should know that I

“I know I’m probably the last person you thought you’d hear from today—and for that, I’m sorry. There are many things in my life that I feel sorry about, but there are only a few of them I can make right.” “Okay—is everything alright?” “It will be. But I suppose I should fill you in on some background. You see, Hunter—I’ve had a visitor—a guardian angel if you like.” “Oh? What are you saying?” “Jaime. It’s Jaime. He’s come to me over the last four nights. He’s told me

Perry Alexander Evans. What the fuck is goin’ on? If anyone—and I mean anyone would have told me just two weeks ago that I would meet a boy who was completely different—in every possible way—from any boy I’ve ever been involved with, well—I would have thought they had gone completely insane! So here it is—Perry is eighteen years old and still in high school. Perry is built long and lean—not muscled up like Vic or Jaime. The biggest difference? Perry Evans is in love with me—a cowboy fro

Oh Tesao, Tesao... you need to get out of my head! Perry, Johnny, Jason, and Hayden are all fantasies for me, too, But I'm pretty sure Nate just might become your all-time favorite when you see what I have planned for the boy! 😉

I think the worst part of Jaime’s death was the waiting. It took over two weeks for Jaime’s casket to arrive home. Mr. and Mrs. V. didn’t want a big funeral, so there weren’t a lot of plans to make. That meant for two weeks, we all pretty much sat around, looked off into space, and didn’t say very much. I was glad that friends and neighbors brought over enough food to keep us going, but having to listen to them talk about Jaime, or how damned sorry they were, or that it just wasn’t righ

Dang it! I'm so sorry, I was reading through the chapter and realized I had left something rather important out. There is supposed to be an almost two-year passage of time between the truck accident and the loss of Jaime. I've fixed it. If you want to read it, it takes place after the hospital stay. I apologize soooo much. I didn't even realize what I had done until I was working on the next chapter!

I’m pretty sure I hit the roommate jackpot with Vic Greenley! The next few weeks could be described as the ultimate suck and fuck fest. The more we learned about each other’s bodies, the hotter everything got! Vic said the “friends with benefits” thing was pretty new to him, but he was totally on board. “It’s like this, Vic—all the fun without any of the pressure or expectations!” We were both looking forward to Labor Day weekend—which meant three days away from training! Ye