Summerabbacat

I must confess @gdaniel I had never heard of Billy Gilman. I shall have a listen to him and see if I share Jason's admiration. The only gay male country singers I was aware of are Ty Herndon (although I have not heard any of his music), Steve Grand (some of whose music I have heard and like) and Orville Peck (some of whose music I have heard and like). I am not in general, a fan of music performed by artists classified as "country", with three exceptions, Patsy Cline, Dolly Parton and Emmylou Harris. I also like Linda Ronstadt's foray into country music, and the first 'Trio' album she recorded with Dolly and Emmylou is outstanding, as is her album recorded with just Emmylou 'Western Wall: The Tucson Sessions'. Now to the story itself. Another "gem" of a chapter, the highlight being the open discussion between Jason and Pop (Dan) regarding the growing attraction between Jason and Alex. I am still surprised, very pleasantly so, that Dan is so open to a relationship between the boys. He is just NOT what I expect a southern, God-fearing Christian, to be like. Perhaps this is because he is not God-fearing. I had two good laughs in this chapter, the first being the revelation that Dan drinks Pepsi for breakfast (and does not like coffee). I cannot imagine drinking soft drink for breakfast, and if so, something as unappealing as Pepsi (or Coke for that matter). The second laugh was one which was quite unintentional on your part. As soon as Dan mentioned getting rid of the old DSB I immediately thought of Dame Shirley Bassey, who allegedly insists on being addressed as such, not because she is old (although she was 86 last month), but because of the acronym DSB.

Most amusing @drsawzall, however, I don't think the scourge and blessing is restricted to our teenage years. The hormones are perhaps more "out of control" in our teens or perhaps we (but not everyone) learns to "live with them" more harmoniously in later years. I do believe the efforts of your English teacher were NOT in vain @gdaniel. Much like your contemporary @Biff Spork, whose stories we both have enjoyed, your spelling and grammar are exemplary. I find it much easier to read a story where attention to spelling and grammar appears to have been paramount. I wish I could say the same for my grammar. I am approximately 20 years younger than both of you and I do not recall being taught anything about split infinitives or dangling participles and to this day struggle with when to use me and when to use I. I can console myself with the fact that I am quite a good speller though (and I rarely have to use spellcheck). Now for comments on this chapter. It was the most emotional chapter to date and I for one revel in such a setting. I was very pleased again to observe the calm and rational manner in which Pop (Dan) responded to the hysteria the "first kiss" between Jason and Alex generated (and I do not use hysteria with a negative connotation). I have no doubt his reaction was what calmed the "storm" so quickly. Keep up the good work.

I am afraid this went "over my head" @Biff Spork. I searched the internet for any historical figure with the name Sol Mundy thinking perhaps there was someone of this name who was renowned for their bravery and/or animal rights activism, but found nought. I then wondered if Sol Mundy was a "play on words", but if so, I was unable to work it out. Now for my comments, long-winded though they may be again (brevity is not my forte). Another beautifully and sensitively written chapter @Biff Spork. It was a difficult choice to select the most fitting emoticon for me, I “loved” the chapter, but was moved to tears, both tears of sadness and tears of joy, for much of the chapter. The ‘love’ emoticon won in the end because I am loving this story, and the content of this chapter was just another demonstration of why this is so. “I wish you could stay here with me,” said Zhiv, “I mean, all the time.” The tears began to trickle with this remark from Zhiv. Although he appears to be very happy living amongst many persons he loves and who love him, it is apparent he has missed the companionship of human persons, and who better to provide that companionship than a like-minded person such as David. "The Social Services’ in-house therapist confirmed the boy was depressed. It manifested as persistent sadness. He suggested putting Sol on a regimen of mood-elevating drugs. Sol resisted taking the drugs. He said he still felt sad, but the drugs made him feel stupid too. Celia had decided to drop the drug therapy." This made me very fucking angry. Sol/Zhiv was a pre-teen with no known suicidal tendencies, so why would a regimen of mood-elevating drugs be suggested as an option to “treat” his sadness. Dare I suggest because it was the quickest and the “least difficult” option for all bar Sol/Zhiv. I am glad he resisted the treatment as I imagine for a boy of his temperament and intellect the drugs could have made him worse. “Sometimes I wake up at night because I hear a sound in the darkness like a lot of people crying. It's like they’re hurting, someone is hurting them.” I am sobbing now, not merely weeping. For a boy of Sol/Zhiv’s sensitivity this must have been mental torture. When Evan took Sol inside the enormous long shed where the pigs were kept, he broke down. He was so overcome with terror that Evan had to take him back to their house. It was hours before he ceased weeping, cascades of huge, gasping sobs. Evan had tried to discover the cause of his distress. “That’s the place!” said Sol. “That’s the place where the sadness comes from. Don’t you hear it?” “No,” said Evan. “I know people say I’m too sad, and it’s a problem,” Sol had said. “But now I know: All that sadness is not coming from inside me. It’s their sadness that I feel, all those animals, those pigs. Can’t you hear how much they’re suffering? Can’t you feel it?” I fear for Zhiv's mental health. He will not survive in the outside world unless he is released from the hope/expectations he and the non-human persons have that he can perform a miracle and save them from the cruelty of the human species. "No,” said David. “There is no ‘situation’ that I’m gonna talk to my father about. I’m sorry about the ticket, but it’s got nothing to do with me. If you want my father to do something about it, you should talk to him. And right now, I’m gonna be late for supper if I stand around here much longer.” He mounted his bike. A chuckle at last @Biff Spork. I loved David’s fuck-you attitude. "Pete sat back and looked at his son. Then he burped, a challenging burp. David belched, managing to make it just a little louder and longer." This gave me a guilty, but very good laugh. It does not matter the age of the male of the human species, a burping/belching or farting competition is guaranteed to foster camaraderie. "Later, when she and Pete were sitting watching TV, David came in to say good night. He was fresh-showered, soapy-smelling, and barefoot. In his dinosaur-patterned pajama shorts, he looked like he was eleven. He embraced his mother, “G’night Mom.” Then he turned to his father and said, “Uhhh,” and hugged Pete. “Thanks, Dad.” “For what?” “For everything,” said David and raced upstairs to his bedroom." Tears of joy this time @Biff Spork. Pete has grown immeasurably as both a person and a father. Both he and David will reap the rewards of their renewed relationship. I was pleased the chapter finished on a joyous note, with the promise of more happiness for the hens and roosters to join their former fellow farm persons, the four horses who trampled the cruel farmer to death. I have to wonder how they managed to make it to the forest without ending up on someone's dinner plate or being captured by Jude or someone else from the chicken death-camp. I think this has been one of my longest comments on any story ever @Biff Spork. It is a pleasure to critique such a work.

@gdaniel I am a resident of Australia, born and bred. We have very different gun laws in Australia and support to retain the relatively strong gun laws we have is high. I have refrained from passing judgment on American gun laws as I indicated in my earlier comment, however, I will say most of my family, friends and work colleagues vehemently oppose your gun laws as do I.

Refreshing to observe that Dan (Pop) is not one of those dreadful "stage mother's" who push their children to excel at something which they may or may not have the talent for and inclination to follow. He is letting Mitchell and Jason develop both physically and mentally at their own pace. I am also pleased to note once again he is not concerned Jason and Alex are apparently exploring the onset of puberty and all its fun activities together.

An extraordinary chapter @Biff Spork; fragile, humorous, achingly beautiful and profoundly ugly. A difficult but ultimately rewarding read; I found myself running the gamut of emotions, from serenity to sadness to filled with rage, mirroring the events past and present described by Zhiv and/or David. “You’re the first human person I’ve talked to in a long time. You have very nice feet.” I loved the emphasis Zhiv placed on human person rather than just person. He is an intelligent and immediately likeable boy, but it is apparent he has been rejected by society for not “fitting in”. The feeling of sadness commenced when I realised the alienation and loneliness Zhiv has experienced for not “fitting in”. Although the non-human persons have clearly provided him with much comfort and joy, I sense he has yearned for like-minded human person company too. “I couldn’t live the way they wanted me to live. They fill their lives with thoughtless cruelty, so much that they don’t even notice it. They don’t think about it at all. I couldn’t live with all the misery in the air. I ran away. I had to run. I couldn’t stay. I nearly died.” Zhiv’s acute sensitivity has resulted in both physical deprivation and mental anguish for him. I found myself weeping freely when considering how much this boy has suffered and how much he is likely to suffer in the future. I just hope David can bring him some joy and provide him with a positive human person interaction. “Other animals said yes, humans had caused the problems, but they could do things other animals couldn’t do. Humans were powerful. They could think. Unlike all the other animals, they were not forced to do what they did by instinct. They had the power to choose. They didn’t have to kill, poison and destroy.” And herein lies the root cause of much of the destruction of Planet Earth by the human race. Humanity poisoned by power, greed, religion and a belief of superiority over all other animals. A toxic timebomb, the exclusive domain of supposedly intelligent creatures, which so often fills me with rage and despair and every negative feeling in between. “It’s not just an area, a place,” said Zhiv. “It’s a way of thinking when we all open our minds to each other. It’s like telepathy, but it’s more like music, a special kind of music. It’s how you feel and what you want, playing like music, and we can all listen, so nothing is hidden.” Achingly beautiful, spiritual and inspirational. Zhiv is truly remarkable. “Sometimes I think our bodies are like radio stations,” Zhiv said, “and boners are the aerials. They’re broadcasting what we’re feeling. Since we both have boners, there’s a good chance that we’ll be able to connect.” Humorous, innocent and childlike. One forgets Zhiv is a boy on the cusp of puberty until he makes a comment such as this. I found myself thinking often of St Francis of Assisi and Jesus and the characteristics attributed to each, the former with particular reference to his love for animals, when visualising Zhiv. Regardless of whether both or neither existed, the tragedy which allegedly befell each is something I fear will also befall Zhiv. His inherent goodness will make him many enemies. I consider this the finest chapter yet in this most wonderful of literary works @Biff Spork. I found this chapter very difficult to comment on though, primarily because the written word, or at least the written word I am capable of crafting, is totally inadequate in expressing the feelings it provoked in me. The only event I can comment on with economy and clarity is when the “bats fluttered around the boys’ heads as they entered” the cave. I would certainly have screamed and likely had to change my underwear if I had experienced this. I am terrified of bats and we have lots of them in Australia. I cannot abide them being killed though, often via deliberate electrocution.

My comments on this chapter @Arch Hunter may perhaps infuriate, challenge or dismay some or many of my fellow readers given I appear to be in the minority. I shall for once comment with great restraint for fear of having said comments censured. I preface my comments below with the statement I have no argument with any of my fellow readers that Dwight is an arsehole who deserved to be punished, and not just for his assault on Tyler in this chapter. I have not previously given any thought to a possible motivation for Dwight’s extreme homophobia, but the comment made by @Jjeffalch that “Dwight didn’t become this hateful on his own” prompted me to do so. Dwight may have been raised in a household of hate and homophobia and may also possibly have been a victim of sexual abuse by a male relative or family friend. Whilst I don’t consider this gives him an excuse to behave like he has, it would at least explain why he may be as he is. I also agree with @Jjeffalch, Dwight does seem to have become increasingly unhinged, suggesting to me he is a “victim” himself of something yet unseen or unknown. As far as we know Dwight has never been suspected of or convicted and incarcerated for any violent crime. There is also no indication he was armed with any weapon of any kind other than his hands. Whilst his hands were demonstrably capable of causing damage, it is likely he could have been subdued by more than one person given he was swaying like a zombie, or Tyler's father could have shot him in the leg or a kneecap which would also likely have felled him. I acknowledge Dwight has committed a hate crime in his assault on Tyler, but is this justification for Tyler's father apparently shooting him dead? For me the answer is a resounding no. What disturbed me greatly was Tyler’s unuttered belief “Dwight doesn't know dad has been waiting to exercise his second amendment right all his life”. If Tyler’s belief is true then I think Tyler’s father has murdered Dwight in cold blood and frankly is no better or worse than Rufus’ father; and is just as unhinged and as big a bully as Dwight. The thought that Tyler’s father’s apparent killing of Dwight could be used as political mileage and win him votes is to this reader truly repugnant, although given the state of American politics and American gun laws highly believable. @Arch Hunter although I found this chapter extremely disturbing and the likely outcome truly heinous, I must say it was brilliantly and credibly written. It is a chapter which would likely cause much debate in an open forum, particularly I believe between Americans (at least those who support gun "rights") and non-Americans. Suffice to say, I am glad I do not live in a country which has a "gun-obsession" culture which is prevalent in at least a notable percentage of the population.

“He was also a vegetarian because he was uncomfortable with the idea of raising animals for the sole purpose of killing them to eat. And in this, he was a bit of a dichotomy, a contradiction. His father had been captain of the police S.W.A.T. team, and Mitchell had expressed some interest in following that career path himself. When I pointed out that he might have to kill someone, he shocked me by answering that he was a pretty good shot, even at long range. I never asked him how he could so easily consider killing a human being while being so against killing other animals.” Mitchell and I could be twins, although usually twins are not born decades apart. I abhor cruelty to animals (and I consider eating them cruel) and am always very upset when animals are lost, injured or killed in natural disasters, but am rarely moved by the plight of humans. One of my work colleagues often comments that for a vegetarian, who is regularly vegan, I have a "violent streak" when it comes to my fellow humans. I understand Mitchell well, although I am not sure I could kill another human, unless they were harming my feline companions and then “all bets would be off”. I was very impressed with the maturity and selflessness of Mitchell in this chapter. His recognition that his brother is “softer”, more emotional than he, is something one does not necessarily associate with a teenager. Both boys seem to care about each other greatly. Whilst the boys appear to be quite different in their "natures", Dan is correct in his assessment that Tom and Nancy had given both boys a good start in life in setting boundaries and having expectations of the boys. I doubt Dan will have a trouble-free time with the boys in their teens, but he may be a lot luckier than many others. I am glad Dan did not seem troubled by Jason’s revelations of “sex play” when wrestling with other boys, especially Alex Stroh. I thought given his apparent strong religious convictions he may find such behaviour unacceptable and deserving of some kind of punishment or intervention. Another most enjoyable chapter @gdaniel. The boys are settling in well and Dan is proving, thus far, to be a fair and balanced parent.

Thank you for clarifying that J. El. For some reason I thought this was @Arch Hunter's literary debut.

This chapter started on a high note with David warbling a tune from Oklahoma. A teenage Gordon MacRae in full voice. I am surprised a boy of his age would even know of the song, unless he lives in or near the state of Oklahoma. Nevertheless, it was a delightful and most appropriate song to choose given he is on his way to meet his “forest boy” in person for the first time. Doreen should quit her job at the supermarket and apply for a job with the UN. She is a force to be reckoned with, but does it with such diplomacy and without drama that she has Pete wrapped around her little finger. Pete is softening in his attitude towards David’s vegan diet at least. His remarks “No meat? And no sarcastic remarks? My two favorite things! You’re killin’ me, woman!” and “I guess it won’t kill me to grill a few plants and be nice for a change” demonstrated he has a good sense of humour and does not take himself as seriously as what he first led we readers to believe. When all is said and done, I think Pete really loves his son and is making a concerted effort to understand him and to forge closer ties like they formerly had. “He’s vegan? What the fuck is that?” said his father." River’s father is the epitome of grotesque. I won’t be sad if he becomes the victim of animal revenge. Perhaps you can arrange for his demise @Biff Spork and he can be consumed by the pigs he tortures on his farm. River has several great obstacles to overcome if he is to become the person we have seen a glimmer of. His father, brothers and Jude are but a few of these obstacles, although frankly are probably the greatest of these obstacles. David was I believe fortunate that it was only pee he soiled his clothes and shoes with after being cornered by Erg and Berky. “Don’t be afraid,” said Zhiv. “Be respectful. They're persons, like you and me, and this is their place.” What wonderful sentiments expressed by Zhiv. I talk to my feline companions as I would to a human, it is just my limitation which prevents me from understanding the language they speak. I usually have a reasonable idea of what they are trying to convey, particularly Kiki (it's usually "yeah I know I am beautiful because you tell me ALL the time. Now stop petting me, fuck off and let me be, or make yourself useful and fill my bowl with food"). "He leaned back and looked into Zhiv’s face. “That’s you, isn’t it, in my mind?” He tapped the side of his head." A most interesting connection, one which will no doubt come in handy if Zhiv and David join forces to become animal defenders and warriors. A most enjoyable chapter @Biff Spork. I look forward to read more of the burgeoning relationship between Zhiv and David, to the transition of Pete and possibly River, and to the growing affection between David and the animals of the forest. And keep those references to such culinary delights as tofu and veggie burgers coming too. I for one love tofu and am very partial to veggie burgers too.

I had exactly the same thought @weinerdog. It would certainly explain why Rufus apparently loathes his cousin. I was surprised and frankly very disappointed in Rufus' mother, choosing to visit her sister and leave Rufus at home given he is grieving and is a sensitive boy. This is not the time she should be thinking only of herself and her own grief. Given her profession, I was surprised at what I perceive as her selfishness. I still do not trust Tyler's mother. She appears to be at least thawing in her opposition to Tyler being having a same sex relationship, but she has demonstrated her fickleness in prior chapters. There has to be some benefit for her to have a change of heart. Finally, I don't think I have missed reading any chapters, but I have no idea who Keith is, and as far as I can recall, we have not seen a prior appearance by Bradd. Furthermore, he is only mentioned in passing in this chapter. Another most enjoyable read @Arch Hunter.

OMG that is horrific @Biff Spork. Was this in the USA? I don't understand how anyone can find a vegan "threatening". Is it a case of toxic masculinity at work again? Children are often so cruel to anyone who is different, and sometimes girls are the worst. When I was in high school back in the dim dark ages, it was a couple of girls in particular who gave me the most grief over being gay. They were vile and not very smart. I was not out at school, but I was obviously gay.

Looking forward to the next chapter with great antici......pation @gdaniel.

Thank you for the warning preceding this chapter @Biff Spork. So much to enjoy in this chapter and so much to loathe. This is not a negative comment on your literary skills, in fact, it is really a positive comment on the power of your words to motivate, move and enrage the reader. I understand David’s disdain for wearing leather and wool, particularly the former, but part of me thinks it is disrespectful to the original owner to throw away clothing/shoes made from either of these products because of their source. In David’s case he is donating the products, so they are likely to be recycled and used by someone else. I have a leather belt which I have owned for at least 20 years, and I have kept it because of the waste of throwing it away. I am now the proud owner of 4 pairs of vegan leather shoes (which are amongst the most comfortable shoes I have ever owned), a vegan leather belt and a vegan leather wallet. I had read of shoes, bags, belts and wallets made of pineapple leather, especially in the Philippines, and more recently similar products made from corn leather, but had not heard of these products made from mushroom leather. Do you know how it is made @Biff Spork? In the case of the pineapple leather it is made from the skin and the corn leather from the husks. The delight David experienced when the crow visited him in his bedroom with a note from Zhiv was a joy to imagine. I vaguely recall from yesteryear (the paleolithic era) that first rush of excitement when meeting someone interesting and/or attractive for the first time and one’s hormones start to explode. David is on the cusp of puberty seemingly; the hormones may not have hit with full force yet. I have to say he is a calm and brave boy. I am frightened or at least wary of virtually all birds and really don’t like them much, although I would not hurt one (unless they attacked one of my beloved felines). If a crow landed in my apartment I would likely have to change my underwear, after having had a neighbour shoo them outside. I felt nauseous when Jude and River forced the bacon down David’s throat. I find the smell of bacon, especially if combined with eggs, amongst the most repugnant smell of any cooked animal flesh. In David’s circumstances I would likely have vomited. I recall as a teenager if I got drunk at a party I would get one of my friends, who was also likely drunk, to say to me "imagine having a greasy pork chop sliding down your throat”. I distinctly recall on at least three occasions it “did the trick” and I vomited. Aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh, the stupidity of youth. River is questioning his participation in David’s torment. He is showing great promise. As for Jude, he is odious, likely a product of his upbringing. His treatment of the chickens made me feel ashamed to be human. The farmer trampled to death by the horses. Karma is sometimes a bitch, arsehole. Horses revenge; justice prevails. How perfect. And my final rant “My brother Nicky says, ‘If God didn’t want us to eat animals, why did he make them outta meat?” How often have I had this adage thrown at me when I have made comments about the consumption of animals for food. I find this 'religious argument' for the eating of meat the most offensive of all the arguments offered for the slaughter of animals for their consumption. Keep the entertainment and education coming @Biff Spork.

Wow, just wow! What an impressive literary debut @gdaniel. Worthy of at least 😸😸😸😸. It was a pleasure to read such a well written and engaging chapter. I am usually hesitant to read a story with an organised-religion bent, but I am glad I put aside my “prejudice” and persisted with the reading on this occasion. Whilst the adoption plotline is not original (and this is not a criticism), the story thus far is so charming, authentically told and entertaining, it was like a breath of fresh air. And what about that story title. I love to speculate when reading stories on GA, and in this case I think the growing pains will be experienced as much by Daniel as they will be by Mitchell and Jason. Although the first chapter had a concentration of death of “minor players”, I still found humour in some of the writing. I loved Daniel’s reaction to the death of his wife “The first thing I did after she died was to clean house and recover the guest room and spare bedroom from the mess they were in. Those had been her sewing rooms. I had the house fumigated and professionally cleaned to get rid of the smell of cigarette smoke. And I cleaned out all of the closets except my own. And I mean cleaned them out! Empty. Nada. Bare as a baby's butt.” I am not sure my finding humour in this was “appropriate”, but Daniel’s practicality in the face of grief and adversity was so delightfully unexpected it appealed greatly, particularly his reference to cleaning out all the closets except his own. It is likely a completely “innocent” remark, but I immediately wondered if it has a gay subtext. I shall wait with bated breath to find out @gdaniel.

A mixed bag of emotions was experienced by this reader in reading this chapter @Biff Spork, testament to your profound literary skills. David’s enjoyment of the forest on his second visit was perhaps the one light and truly joyful moment in this chapter. Your description of the physical environment of the forest so powerful I could smell the damp and earth of the forest floor. River’s admiration for the beauty of David and his angst because of this was beautifully and authentically written. His linking of veganism to homosexuality gave me a good laugh as I have so often read articles (usually by right-wing nutjobs who are often from the USA) where the author/speaker somehow draws a link between veganism and homosexuality (to them vegans are seemingly often regarded with almost as much disdain, fear and mistrust as “gays”) and socialism/communism and the general breakdown of law and order. Complete bullshit of course, but in River’s case it was at least a little amusing. River’s comment “It was hard work, but he didn’t mind the labor. He was big for his age and strong. What bothered him was the screaming. It haunted his memory. Tail-docking wasn’t so bad. The piglets only shrieked a few times when he snipped their tails, but when he castrated them, they seemed to understand they’d lost something important, and their screams were filled with rage and sorrow” filled me with a sense of hope that he is a boy who like David is going to “break the mold” and emerge as a warrior for animals. The description of the piglet castration filled me with rage, particularly when done on such a large scale, with in some cases the apparent enjoyment of the cruelty inflicted (River's odious father), in what must surely be a “factory farm” environment. It also gave me food for thought and an uncomfortable feeling for an albeit relatively brief moment. It made me examine my attitude towards neutering of domestic companions. In my case cats, which I have always had neutered. I am comfortable with the decision I have made, even if it is not my decision to make, because the life of a female cat in particular if left entire, is often not a happy, healthy or long one. Much like many females of the human species, female cats if on heat have little “protection” from the lust-driven advances of male cats. Additionally, with so many domestic companions surrendered to animal shelters (what a fucking euphemism in so many instances) or dumped in the wild, the cat population if left unfettered would be even less sustainable than what it is at present. I could not with clear conscience contribute further to the murder of domestic companions because of their sheer numbers. Feral cats in Australia are a huge problem, solely because of the stupidity, selfishness and often stinginess of the human species. I shall cease proselytising now as I must spend some "cuddle" time with said feline companions, one of whom likes nothing better than to "climb" on to my laptop keyboard when I am trying to type.

@gdanielSummerabbacat is a portmanteau of my three favourite things in life. Summer for the season and for the late, great Donna Summer; Abba for those fabulous Swedes, my favourite musical act (just ahead of Donna); and cat for my love of felines, the greatest and most beautiful animal on Planet Earth.

Clearly I should have written Tyler was able to unlock Rufus’ heart ....... Sometimes the auto-correct in one’s brain is more annoying than that on a mobile phone.

Under normal circumstances I think the mocking of a male for the apparent lack of size of his manhood is inexcusable, but in the case of Dwight I think Tyler should play the song ‘Short Dick Man’ by 20 Fingers featuring Gillette for/to him. Tyler commented in an earlier chapter that Dwight is not well endowed, perhaps this is why he has such chip on his shoulder. He may be jealous of Tyler for his at least average sized manhood. To speculate is fun, but ultimately there may be one or many reasons why Dwight is such a homophobe. Whatever the reason, he is a fuckwit. Some of my fellow readers have commented Dwight may be on the outer if he continues with his tirade, a sentiment I share. He certainly seems to have engendered little sympathy from either Clyde or Jim for his condemnation of Tyler. Unlike several of my fellow readers, Tyler’s mother’s apparent change of heart over the relationship between Tyler and Rufus infuriated me. If I thought for one moment this change of heart was genuine I would welcome it, but I just do not trust her. She is just too unpredictable with her attitude towards things that matter. As for Tyler’s father, he is a non-event. The funeral service delivered by the priest was appalling. I don’t normally hold with the adage “if you cannot say something nice about someone, then don’t say anything at all”, but on this solemn occasion I think it should have been observed. We still know nothing about the circumstances of the murder, other than the victim may have been Hispanic. Dale was correct, Tyler was unable to unlock Rufus’ heart with a key which only he appears to possess. Tyler’s actions in this chapter were worthy of praise, and I for one cannot see him reverting to his prior behaviour now as it appears that only Dwight is in opposition at school at least. At home it may be different and I don’t think he should rely upon his mother’s support against his father even if her change of heart is genuine. A very moving and rewarding chapter @Arch Hunter. Well written and believable.

A wonderful start to a new story from @Biff Spork. If it is anything like his previously posted Prairie Dogs, Pronghorns and Penis Sheaths, it will be a journey which will entertain, enthral, enrich, enrage, educate and gladden and sadden the heart. I like David already and view his father, Pete, as a work in progress, an "improvement in the making". It would no doubt be difficult for Pete to relate to David, a boy who does not like hunting and killing animals, if that is how he was raised. Pete is at least self-aware though; his thought that when “recalling those events, Pete saw himself as a petty tyrant” indicates he is at least open to his son’s "weird ways". My father and I did not relate to each other that well when I was child as he liked cricket and rugby league, but I cared for neither. Growing up in rural Australia it was considered the norm to eat beef, lamb, pork, chicken and fish. I never liked the former three, although I did enjoy the taste of the latter two, but had to eat all, although I did question why. I loved David’s comment that he delighted in what he called “the pursuit of ignorance”. I must agree with his mother, Doreen, that it all sounds a bit gloomy, and to me a bit frightening too. I am invested in this story already @Biff Spork; I am certain it will be another great experience. The synopsis fills me with trepidation though (the reference to the sorrow to come), but I shall persevere because I feel it is important to confront the uncomfortable and sorrowful at least some of the time.

Whilst I have generally agreed with many of your comments on this story @drsawzall, on this occasion I must at least partially disagree. Tyler is following the fine example set by Mommie Dearest: "Can you tell me what's wrong already?" she asks, standing at the door. I look at her indifferently. "I tried the other day, but you wouldn't talk to me." "So it's all my fault now?" "Do you want to talk about it or not?" I ask. She's figuratively boiling. She's caught in the middle between wanting to control my feelings and denying them. When she doesn't answer, I add, "Jim's coming over later to play some games." She walks out without a word.” In this scene it is almost as if the roles within the relationship have reversed, with Tyler being the parent and Mommie Dearest the petulant, pouting child. Have another drink Mommie Dearest, and make it a sweet one as you sure are one sour bitch. And as for Daddy, has anyone checked on him locked away in his office? Who knows what extra-curricular activities he might be indulging in behind closed doors. The biggest surprise for me in this chapter @Arch Hunter was the reaction of Dale. Tyler has previously painted him unfairly, so it would seem. None of the petty jealousy one might have expected from Dale came to the fore, after all Tyler has seemingly usurped his position as Rufus’ best friend. Dale is a true friend, putting Rufus' well being above all else. It is time to prove your worth Tyler, or not as the case may be, and provide Rufus the comfort he so desperately needs according to Dale. There is no reason for Dale to lie, his assessment of Rufus’ behaviour is very worrying. "I saw Rufus cry many times when things were bad. But ever since his dad died? Not a single tear. He's empty. We might be losing him” had me in tears like no other event in this story to date. Although Rufus' father may have been in prison for murder no less, nothing is known of the circumstances of the murder. Rufus was apparently far fonder of his father than one might expect given the circumstances. My favourite chapter to date @Arch Hunter. I feel this is a pivotal chapter, one which depending on how Tyler responds to Dale’s request, will determine the outcome of Tyler and Rufus’ relationship once and for all (and Mommie Dearest better just lock herself away, or better still leave town for good).

If I may be so bold, I would like to comment upon most of the points raised above by my fellow reader, @drsawzall, as I feel he has encapsulated this chapter brilliantly. Daddy doth protest too much, methinks. Tyler’s father’s rantings about “gay rights” strengthens my suspicion that Daddy might like dick on the downlow. His rantings may be the result of internalised homophobia. He certainly would not be the first conservative politician to subscribe to the “evil” of homosexuality whilst getting his fix of cock well hidden from prying eyes. He may be living his life according to the "principles" of the odious Roy Cohn. How about a funeral director? According to Jim his “testimonials” are certainly being well exercised and drained. I believe him as he did not seem to be bragging about his conquests. We can only but hope Tyler will feel emboldened by Jim’s revelations and wipe the real losers i.e. Dwight and Clyde, from his life. I think you might be right (and I hope you are). Rufus is far braver than Tyler at this point in their life and I feel he may have come out to help ease the way for Tyler to do the same, at least at school. There does not seem to be any other motivation for him doing so as he indicated his family already knows. A very well written and enjoyable chapter @Arch Hunter.

Tyler’s mother is a piece of work. I don’t think it is a coincidence she asked Tyler in a prior chapter if his other friends were accepting of Rufus, and a short time later she is disclosing to one of his class mates Tyler's whereabouts after the party. She really is a trouble-making harridan. It would serve her right if her husband was having sex with other men on the down low and offers his support to Tyler as a gay/bisexual teenager. @Arch Hunter perhaps you can arrange for her to take one too many drinks in the evening whilst watching TV alone after an afternoon spent drinking with her friends, and as a result she meets an unfortunate end, choking on her own vomit. Such demise would be poetic justice for a woman obsessed with appearance. Dwight is a fuckwit and his two lackeys, Clyde and Jim, are not much better. I was hoping the latter two had balls and a spine and would stand up to Dwight, but it appears my hopes were in vain. Tyler is for the moment devastated, betrayed by Mommie Dearest and treated like a leper by his supposed friends. Even though Dwight’s, Clyde’s and Jim’s treatment of him comes as no surprise to Tyler, he is rightly still very upset by their pathetic behaviour. Methinks Rufus has more balls than Tyler and the other three combined and, if he is as keen on Tyler as he now appears to be he may have to put those balls to good use. Or better still as @drsawzall has speculated, Tim may choose to intervene and teach the three penile-challenged stoners a lesson about life. Tim proved to be a delightful surprise in this chapter. Behind his often gruff and unpleasant behaviour lies a character intent on protecting his brother from those who may prey on his good nature. The character development in this story has been most impressive @Arch Hunter. I like a story such as this with a leisurely pace and without too much melodrama. Stories with incessant melodrama and a frantic pace tend to be draining and their appeal short lived.

Well, I learn something every chapter @Arch Hunter. This chapter I learnt there really is a game named 'Exploding Kittens'. I am appalled, but not shocked, that some “human” would design a game and think it funny/appropriate to give it such a grotesque name. Why not 'Exploding Babies'? I wonder if such a name would have been given approval? It is just another example of speciesism at its ugliest. "He's not my secret crush, you idiot," I say. "We're out and proud." I think this was a very clever ploy on Tyler’s part, almost like hiding out in the open. One can tell it’s a teenage party Tyler attended. Adding coke (which I assumed was Coca Cola rather than cocaine) to vodka. Really? Sacrilege. "Good evening Mrs Webb” he says, but she ignores him" Clearly manners are not at the top of Tyler’s mother’s list of etiquette for good behaviour, or perhaps good manners only apply to certain situations or certain classes of people. Rude much you vile harpy. Apart from the grotesquely named game and the rudeness of Mommie Dearest, this was a light and frothy chapter which introduced some intimacy into the budding relationship between Tyler and Rufus. Very well written and mostly enjoyable @Arch Hunter.

A number of very interesting hypotheses have been articulated by my fellow readers in preceding comments. I certainly do not mean to discount any of these, but I find it difficult to believe Tyler’s mother’s reaction to his disclosure he is attracted to Rufus comes from a place of concern for him. If she was concerned for his safety now or in the future or for the possible ostracisation he may face from society, surely she would not have reacted in such a cold and hostile manner. Would she not have been more likely to articulate her concerns and try to reassure Tyler of her love for him as her child? The only thing we know of Tyler’s mother’s character is what Tyler has previously disclosed “Mom isn't your regular housewife, wearing loose clothes around the house. She always dresses for the occasion, including shoes and makeup, even if she's not expecting anyone.” and “Mom takes care of the house, and in the afternoons she drinks wine with her friends or alone. Later she sleeps on the couch while the TV is running, and around midnight, she turns it off and goes to bed. She has a sewing club on Thursdays, but she never talks about it - not that I want to hear.” There has been no suggestion she has any religious affiliation which may have been the catalyst for her reaction; the only mention of such beliefs being held was the disclosure by Rufus that his mother was to attend church. Could it be Tyler’s mother’s reaction “I'm not going to tell your father. Pray to god that he doesn't figure it out for himself." She then walks out of the room but stops in the doorway. "And anyway, it better be a joke' she adds quietly and leaves me there” was completely selfish rather than selfless. Her usual behaviour suggests a woman acutely aware of the image she presents to society, one who works hard to cultivate an image of beauty, success and happiness. Perhaps she is as shallow as Tyler has portrayed her to be and is anything but happy (drinking alone and falling asleep on the couch while watching TV alone"). Her behaviour suggests to me she is ultimately more concerned with her image and fears that if Tyler is exposed as gay it may tarnish the image she has constructed, even if only in her own mind, of her successful and attractive family. Whatever the motives for her behaviour I fear they have little to do with concern for Tyler's welfare and well-being, more to do with concern for herself. She strikes me as a self-serving, manipulative and cold-hearted bitch.