Yeah, I feel bad about that cliffie, because I usually don't throw chapters out there unless I have the one with the resolution close at hand. I don't.
I can see some JP in George, but I think JP is more serious than Granger. I think Granger has a charm and playfulness that JP lacks. For JP, that kind of attribute is a bit more "canned", whereas with George it's natural.
Westie's observations are pretty astute....at least most of them.
Thanks Len. It's tough to write a kid like this, since I usually get beaned from one side (you're making him too mature!) or the other (you're making him too bratty!)
September 14, 2000
Malibu, CA
Will
“So how’s school?” Tony asked me as we walked back to the house. I lit a joint and took a hit, then handed it to him.
“Different.” He gave me a questioning look, asking me to expand on that. “Everyone there is really smart, and super intense. So it’s not like it was before, where because I’m so hot, everyone was nice to me.”
“Yeah, that’s why,” he joked. It reminded me of how we bantered before, and how much I’d enjoyed that.
January 23, 1797
Granger gripped the shrouds with one hand while his other hand firmly clutched the tarpaulin around his body, fighting with the wind to maintain it in place over his uniform. It was not quite dawn yet, otherwise he’d be able to scan the sea that roiled all around them in this big Mediterranean gale. He fought back the anxiety that threatened to overwhelm him, the nervousness that they would find themselves on a lee shore when dawn finally did break th
I'm doing better with the balance of life, but I'm still busy. Why would I let lesbians be happy? How many happy lesbians do you know? *ducks*
Will's had it easy, as has been noted, with his ability to be out at an early age, and to do it easily. Tony won't be so lucky.
September 13, 2000
Holmby Hills, CA
Will
“So no trip to K38?” Jason asked me as we walked out of the AD building.
“No. It fucking sucks,” I said, even though I wasn’t as upset about it as I made it sound. “My mom is home, confined to her bed pretty much, so until this baby comes along, there isn’t shit happening.”
“Sucks for you,” he said.
“Yep.” Tomorrow was my birthday, and with all the excitement over the upcoming births, I wondered if anyone would eve