You all have NO idea how difficult it was not to respond to comments. It nearly killed me!
So... about this story. Yes. It is a hard one. It was emotionally and mentally hard to write. But it was was either write the fucking story or end up like Maverick.
A lot of what happened is ripped from the pages of my life. A bit is embellished. Some is pure literary fiction.
My younger son struggles with mental health issues. It's ongoing. It will be with him for the rest of his life. Right now we've reached a better place than where we were before. It's not ideal, but it's working.
So yeah, this story was more of an outlet for me than anything else. It just happened to coincide with the Secret Author.
Thanks for sticking through this one. I know it was hard. I hope I never have to visit Maverick again. He's a nice guy and all, but I don't need the reasons for him being in my head.
I hope the phone call is Avery with good news. I honestly have no idea.