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Treading Water - 2. Chapter 2 Flood Warnings

Overwhelmed, but clinging to the slippery bank.

Treading Water

 

 

Chapter 2

 

 

Craig was left staring at an open doorway, unsure of what he was supposed to be thinking… or feeling. Then it hit him. Un-fucking-believable. Jared was gay? He had to be because… goddam… that kiss spoke volumes. The dark-haired man had held nothing back, and Craig had answered him. His fingers were back to touching his lips, as if by doing so he might conjure up that unexpected experience again.

What the hell did all this mean? Vulnerable? Is that how Jared saw him… because of Harlan? Oh, fuck. Carly’s anger. A wave of guilt washed over him at what she’d seen. That could not have been easy for her, but she sure as hell hadn’t been surprised that Jared was kissing him. He, however, was surprised… shocked, more like it. It hadn’t stopped him from fully engaging, though. The remembered feel of Jared’s thick dark hair in his fingers made him shiver as he realized just how quickly and completely he became immersed in the kiss... and the man.

How must that have looked to Carly, to see her own brother kissing her ex? All those things she’d screamed came back to him in a rush. Stuff about Jared getting into his pants and being after his ass. Holy fuck! She knew. She knew a lot of things he didn’t. One thing for sure, Craig needed to find out more, but he had to get a handle on his guilt first, because he couldn’t face her yet.

Harlan. What would his take be on this? He used to say you should never shit where you sleep. Is that what he’d be doing if he had anything more to do with Jared? Something he was sure he could count on was that Carly would never forgive him. She wasn’t an understanding person at the best of times, and he had no doubt she’d meant what she said. Besides, why was he even considering Jared in such a way? Yes, he was stupendously handsome, something he’d thought from the moment he'd laid eyes on him, but the man had eventually become Carly’s husband. Five minutes ago, he’d only wanted to help Jared and be his friend. But that kiss had turned everything upside down, opening up almost unfathomable avenues of thought. Liquid courage… Jesus… that was liquid heat.

The overload of it all was getting to him. The need to calm down and sort through this became apparent as he felt the trembling in his hands. If he wasn’t careful, he could hyperventilate. Opening his car door, he sat in the front seat, staring ahead but not focusing on anything. Deep breaths again. He couldn’t let this send him back into hiding, as much as the temptation for avoidance pulled at him. He could do this. Harlan would insist he could. And, it would be wrong to ignore the fact his friend needed help. It had turned out there was other stuff he couldn’t ignore either.

Jared had kissed him with undeniable passion. There were feelings there. Powerful ones, if he was any judge. Did they have anything to do with his slide downward? He must have had that booze in his truck, and that worried Craig. It worried him a lot. The man had never been a drinker before. Were those feelings the reason his sister’s marriage ended? Craig had to know. Before he could determine what the kiss actually meant to him, a talk was needed with his twin.

And then he had to face Jared. Jared. God, he hoped the man was alright. He had never thought of him as anything but strong and capable, but that too had gotten turned upside down. He was wasting time, and decided it was now or never. One of Harlan’s favorite sayings came to mind… “Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.” Swallowing down some dread mixed with a little bit of shame, Craig exited his car… and the garage.

 

“Carly, we need to talk.”

“I have nothing to say to you.” The barely controlled venom was unmistakable in her hissing tone.

Craig hesitated for a second, but he was on a mission. “Well, I have something to say to you. Do you want me to say it here? In front of all these people?”

“Leave me alone, you bastard. You betrayed me, so just get the fuck away from me.”

Craig studied his sister for a minute, thinking how repulsive the hateful look on her face was. “Speaking of bastards, you called Jared a fucking faggot bastard. Is that what you call me when I’m not around?”

“Keep your voice down. This is Bailey’s party for God’s sake.”

“Don’t pull that shit with me, Carly. You sure didn’t keep your voice down in the garage, did you? So answer the damn question. Is that what you call me?” Maybe he was being unfair, but with Carly, normal rules didn’t apply. He had to fight fire with fire, so he ignored the curious faces turned in their direction.

“Oh my god, of course not.” Her denial didn’t soften the disgusted look on her face, though. “You’re not going to quit, are you?”

“Nope. I have nothing to hide… do you?” Wow, that struck a chord, and Craig watched his sister go from angry to fuming. She took a quick look around the yard before striding in barely controlled fury toward the house. Craig followed, after seeing Bailey was in the responsible hands of his Aunt Helen.

He found his sister in her upstairs bedroom, closing the window. It was a smart move given her penchant for yelling, and Craig anticipated there would be plenty of that. “So you knew Jared was gay, and didn’t think to tell me?”

“Oh, that fool doesn’t know what he is. And why would you expect me to tell you anything that goes on between me and my husband?”

“Ex-husband.”

“Yes, smart-ass, thanks for pointing that out," she said with snarling sarcasm. "Is that why you thought it was okay to crawl all over him in the garage? I can’t believe you would do something so hurtful to me. You’re my fucking twin, but obviously that means nothing, you selfish prick. He should be off-limits to my own brother, but no, like everything else, Craig gets his way. Mister perfect son can do whatever he wants, take whatever or whoever he sets his sights on, and Mom will side with her precious little boy. Do you really think every guy in the fucking world belongs to you?”

Craig found himself sputtering before he found his voice. “What the hell are you talking about? I’ve been with one man in my whole life, and he’s gone.”

“Oh, fucking boohoo. I’m sick and tired of hearing about Harlan. He’s dead and buried. Let it go, for Christ’s sake. Stop playing the sympathy card, and stay the fuck away from my husband! You lost yours, but that doesn’t give you the right to go after mine.”

The cruel look on her face made him want to both hit her and throw up. He restrained himself, but barely. “We never got to have our wedding, but trust me… I don’t expect any sympathy from you.” He took a couple of deep breaths as they glared at each other, and then got back to why he was there. “Look, I’m sorry for what you saw. It was a surprise to me too, but it did happen, and I admit to kissing him back. But, Carly, I never went after him and I never would have.”

“That’s bullshit,” she spat out. "You were after him before Harlan was even in the ground. It was disgusting the way you two hung onto each other. You were practically glued together, and the sight of it was beyond embarrassing. Anyone could see what you were up to, brother dear. You really didn’t think I would let that go on, did you?”

Craig was dumbfounded. In all honesty, he didn’t care for the way his sister was a lot of the time, but he loved her. This, what she had just implied, was a new low for her. Looking at her defiant expression and seeing the derision in it made him feel hatred at that moment. Harlan had been his life, and his death had almost finished Craig. He could never have done what she inferred. How could she not know that? “Carly, I… you know what… you’re a fucking bitch.” He turned away from her, and headed for the stairs.

“How dare you!” she screamed. “You stay the fuck away from Jared, or l will….”

Craig turned around to see she’d advanced to the hallway. “You’ll what? What will you do?” He was surprised at how calm he sounded, because inside, it felt like he’d been gutted.

She seemed caught off guard by it too as she lowered her voice. “If you care about me at all, you’ll do as I say. I forbid you to have anything to do with him.”

Craig looked at her coldly. “If you cared about me at all, you would never have said what you did. Forbid me? Go fuck yourself, sister dear.”

Craig walked slowly down the stairs, feeling numb. He expected the last word to follow him, but none came. The only sound was the slamming of her door. His mother was at the bottom of the stairs, waiting. “I’m sorry about all that, Mom.”

“Oh, my poor boy. You have nothing to apologize for. Frankly, I think that man has loved you for a long time. Jared and your sister were a terrible mistake. I could tell that right from the beginning. He was never truly happy.” She looked at him for a moment. “These are things you and he should be discussing, and you need to give yourself a break. Whatever happens, I’m behind you.”

Craig was taken by surprise once more , and he sputtered. "You think he loves me?"

Watching her nod, reality sunk in a little more, and he had to swallow a few times before he spoke. "Mom, I care about Jared, but I’m not ready yet, and Carly’s right that he should be off-limits, but I am worried about him. You see how bad he looks, and he kept me going when I didn’t want to. I owe him so much.” He looked into eyes so like his own, pleading for something he couldn’t name.

“You’re still such a young man, Craig, but I understand if you tell me you’re not ready to move on from Harlan’s memory. I want to say, though, I really don’t think Carly’s right about this… we don’t own people. She doesn’t own Jared... she never has, and you have to make up your own mind. Don’t let Carly and her bitterness make any decisions for you. Go talk to him, and help him if you can, but listen to what he has to say… and please keep an open mind. No one has the right to sit in judgement of you. He is such a fine man, and you need to pay attention to your heart. I heard every word between you and your sister, and don’t you be thinking you betrayed her. She has some growing up to do, but that’s not your problem. Now, do you know where he’s living?”

Craig absorbed every word his mother said, like a sponge. He was thirsty for a direction that would make some sense. “Yeah, I think I do. He has his grandparents’… his grandfather’s old place on Harmony Road. He showed it to me once when we were driving around, after he insisted I get out of my bed and leave the house.” Craig paused as he recalled Jared’s determined persistence. “He told me he was going to inherit it one day, and I know his grandfather passed away. It was in the paper. I called him at the time, but got no answer. I ended up leaving a message,” he said reflectively. “I assume he’s living there now?”

She nodded. "He is. I saw his sister at the Saveway, and she mentioned he’d taken over the old place. I think it’s been about three months now since his grandfather passed. Don’t worry about the party. I have way more help than I need and I imagine your sister will be making an appearance soon. Call me if you’re going to be late, please.”

“I will. God, I have no idea what I’m going to say if I find him. Fact is I'm shook up,” he admitted as he gave his mother a hug and headed out to the garage.

“You’ll be fine, dear. Just hear what he has to say,” his mother called after him. As he neared the garage, he heard another door slam, indicating his sister had been listening to their conversation and didn’t like what she heard. He really didn’t know what to think about Carly anymore. People always talked about how twins were so close, but nobody could be close to his. Lord knows he’d tried, too many times to count.

 

He arrived at the intersection of Harmony and Reach, and couldn’t, in the state he was in, remember how to proceed. He possessed the worst sense of direction at the best of times, something Harlan used to have a field day with. Which way took him to the outskirts? Shit. He should have asked his mother if she knew the address. He’d passed the bank where he worked part-time, a little ways back, but he hadn’t been out to this part of town in a long time.

His phone was in the back seat of his beat-up Jeep Cherokee on purpose, so he wouldn’t be able to use it while driving. A honk from the rear pushed him to make a decision, and he turned right. There was nowhere to pull over so he kept going, and in a short time he started to recognize a few landmarks. He saw the Dairy Barn he and Jared had stopped at for ice cream and immediately knew where he was. Instant nerves. He had ten minutes at the most to get his shit together. Nearing the edge of town, his stomach started to sicken. Only a few open fields to go and he’d be there. He slowed at the row of six massive maple trees, spotting the driveway situated after the second one. There was no turning back now, and all Craig could think of was the liquor-flavored kiss he'd returned in equal measure. This could get very awkward.

The driveway was long, and at first no vehicles were in evidence, but as he neared the house the back of a pickup truck entered into view. When the sign for Jared Larkin Construction became visible on the side of it, Craig didn’t understand why he felt a flood of relief. Was it because Jared had made it safely home, or did he truly want to do this? Filling his lungs with the fresh country air, he let it out slowly as he got out and walked toward the side porch of the pretty but rundown house. There was no door on the screened structure, which kind of defeated the purpose he thought wryly. A timid knock on the most assuredly original house door got no results, so he attempted a louder one.

Either Jared wasn’t inside, or he didn’t want to see his ex-brother-in-law, and Craig knew it might well be the latter. The only other building was a long driveshed he had a clear view of, and it was empty of any humans. Walking a little toward the back and peering down the long, rough, bush-hog-mowed lawn to a stand of trees, he could see no sign of him. Trying the door one more time proved fruitless. Giving up, he returned to his Jeep, struggling to keep his disappointment to a minimum. The arrival of a new vehicle, a Jeep more beat-up than his own, gave him pause. Squinting, he tried to see through the dirty windshield, but couldn’t. It was only when it pulled alongside him that he recognized Jared’s sister.

“Trina! Hi!”

“Hey, Craig, how ya doing?”

“I’m good. I was looking for Jared, but I can’t seem to roust him. I was just about to leave.”

Trina got out of her Jeep and came around to greet him properly with a hug, and a kiss on the cheek. Pulling back, she eyed him speculatively. Craig could see a question in her expression. “We haven’t really talked since the funeral. Is the worst of it over for you?”

There was real sincerity there, so Craig replied honestly. “I think so. Your brother made me pull my head out of my ass when I was at my worst… it’s been a struggle, but I don’t have bad days like I used to… just bad minutes once in a while.”

“I’m so glad to hear that. What brings you out here? Jared says he doesn’t see you at all anymore.”

Craig had trouble figuring out how to answer. “I, uh… I saw him earlier at Bailey’s birthday party….”

“He went? Oh, crap on a cracker. How did that go over with her highness?”

Craig couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing. “Yeah, not well at all. Her highness… I like that.”

“Is Jared okay? Did he keep his cool?” She was staring intently, waiting for his answer.

“Yeah, he did, but her highness didn’t. That’s kind of why I’m here. Something sort of happened, and I was worried about your brother, but he’s not answering the door.”

“He’s not in there. What happened, Craig?” She spoke softly, but she moved a step closer, her worry evident.

He could feel himself turning red. “I think he should answer that question. Do you know where he is?”

“Yes, I do. Did he tell you? He told you, didn’t he… he finally came clean?”

His head shot up and he returned her scrutiny. “You knew? Goddammit! And no, he didn’t tell me anything… he didn’t get the chance. But he did sort of show me. Where is he, Trina?”

“Down there.” She pointed to the trees at the far end of the lawn. “So he showed you, huh? About frigging time. He’s been a mess since forever, and he’s not getting any better, so if you’ve come here to hurt him, I suggest you leave now.” Her words were blunt, but her delivery was kind. “He’s at a breaking point, Craig. I check on him every chance I get, but it’s always the same. He doesn’t drink a lot, but he drinks a couple of beers almost every day. He just sits down at that damn pond. He’s been hurting so long, he can’t figure out how to make it stop.”

“Because of me?” He knew he sounded incredulous, but that’s because he was struggling to wrap his head around this new reality.

“Yes… because of you. So what are you going to do? I mean, he was married to your sister. Is that a deal-breaker?”

“Fuck, I don’t know. Maybe not. I have to talk to him because right now, no matter how he feels, I’m not sure how I do. Jesus… this is all new to me, but you know I care about him, and I would never want to hurt him. Right now all I can say is I want to help him if I can. What that turns out to be, I just don’t know.” His voice shook and his stomach churned, but he needed to see this through.

“Fair enough. I trust you. I know you’re nothing like your evil twin.” She grinned at him, but he didn’t grin back.

He looked her in the eye. “No, I’m not. I’m nothing like Carly, and I never could be.”

“Well, if you want to see him, you better start walking. He’ll be inside the trees a ways, near the artesian pond. You’ll hear the water running.”

“Thanks.” He grabbed his phone from the back seat of his car, and started walking. He got about thirty feet before he turned around to see that Trina was watching his progress. “Any advice?”

“Get him to talk. Lord knows I can’t.”

Craig nodded, turned back around and continued on.

Thanks to my editor, Timothy M., and to all those who have joined me on this journey.
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Man Gary, you sure know how to draw despicable characters! :P
I'm so relieved that Craig's mom has a large part in raising Becky, she'd turn into a horrible bitch if it was left to Carli. The best thing I can see now is that those 'flood waters' ought to rise up and carry her far away...maybe so someone could drop a house on her!
Come on Craig, don't fall for your sister's crap--she has no heart or feelings, so has no concept of what others are dealing with. Craig should disown her for the few things she's said already!
On to the next one, and I hope Jared and Craig can find some consolation, if not love, yet.

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  On 4/17/2016 at 12:38 AM, ColumbusGuy said:

Man Gary, you sure know how to draw despicable characters! :P

I'm so relieved that Craig's mom has a large part in raising Becky, she'd turn into a horrible bitch if it was left to Carli. The best thing I can see now is that those 'flood waters' ought to rise up and carry her far away...maybe so someone could drop a house on her!

Come on Craig, don't fall for your sister's crap--she has no heart or feelings, so has no concept of what others are dealing with. Craig should disown her for the few things she's said already!

On to the next one, and I hope Jared and Craig can find some consolation, if not love, yet.

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Hey, CG! Carly, as I have said to others, is based on a relative of mine. You felt about her, exactly as you should. She is more creature than human, in my eyes. The good thing is, Craig's eyes are opening up. Thank you for the great review, buddy... I've missed them... cheers... Gary...

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  On 12/10/2016 at 4:17 PM, MacGreg said:

Just riveting. I'm in love with this story: the characters, the honest dialogue, the real-life conflicts of family ties and love and loss, the mystery of what's to come between Craig and Jared. Carly's a mess, but hopefully she'll turn around. You've got it all going on here, Gary, and your writing style makes for pleasurable reading.

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Thanks, Mac! I appreciate you coming back to this one. Carly is such a piece of work, and the astonishing thing is she's based on a real person. I am pleased with what you say about my writing style. It means a lot... I like yours too. Thanks for reviewing, and all the kind words... cheers... Gary....

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I'm not certain who I feel more sorry for, Craig or Jared. You've created some believable characters that I care about already. I can't imagine anger at Carly's level, but I think you commented on an earlier review she is based on a real person. Really? I hope before the story is over she can get herself sorted a little. But the once a bitch always a bitch. As I said last review: glad I came across this story. Thanks Gary.

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  On 2/6/2017 at 7:11 PM, JeffreyL said:

I'm not certain who I feel more sorry for, Craig or Jared. You've created some believable characters that I care about already. I can't imagine anger at Carly's level, but I think you commented on an earlier review she is based on a real person. Really? I hope before the story is over she can get herself sorted a little. But the once a bitch always a bitch. As I said last review: glad I came across this story. Thanks Gary.

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Hey, Jeff. Yes, Carly is based on a relative of mine :( . As far as Craig and Jared, I think we should feel sorry for both of them at this point, and I won't say anymore... no spoilers :) , other than to say, it gets worse. I'm glad you came across this one too, buddy... thanks for reviewing... cheers... Gary....

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Carly is one sick puppy with rabies. She has a vicious bit, and this fight with Craig acted out many, many times before id bet money on it. I loved this line it shows her lack caring about anything or anyone:

“Oh, fucking boohoo. I’m sick and tired of hearing about Harlan. He’s dead and buried. Let it go, for Christ’s sake. Stop playing the sympathy card, and stay the fuck away from my husband! You lost yours, but that doesn’t give you the right to go after mine.” 

Perfectly written, leaves no room for doubt. I love the mother, willing to speak her mind but goes unheard by Carly.

 

Great stuff:worship::thankyou:

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  On 5/25/2017 at 11:10 PM, Albert1434 said:

Carly is one sick puppy with rabies. She has a vicious bit, and this fight with Craig acted out many, many times before id bet money on it. I loved this line it shows her lack caring about anything or anyone:

“Oh, fucking boohoo. I’m sick and tired of hearing about Harlan. He’s dead and buried. Let it go, for Christ’s sake. Stop playing the sympathy card, and stay the fuck away from my husband! You lost yours, but that doesn’t give you the right to go after mine.” 

Perfectly written, leaves no room for doubt. I love the mother, willing to speak her mind but goes unheard by Carly.

 

Great stuff:worship::thankyou:

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Believe it or not, Carly is based on someone real :yes: . Yeah, that line you quoted highlights just who she is... and Marian is an absolute gem. I'm pleased you love her... I do too. Perfectly written? :D  Thank you, and cheers, my friend... Gary....

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"Something he was sure he could count on was that Carly would never forgive him."

This quote of Craig's thoughts is disturbing.  It implies that Carly may not be able to ever change.  Why does Craig think she is so irreparably damaged?  I was hoping that Jared saw something good in Carly.  Why else would he marry her and father a child with her?  Is there no hope that the love of her mother, Jared and Craig won't be able to help her with her own struggle accepting the changes in her life?  

Trina is a caring and loving sister. She understands her brother and is actively protecting him.  She also seems to care for Craig and gives him good advice.  Craig's mother gave him the best advice, "just listen". 

As Timothy M observed, the chapter title, Flood Warnings, is great since it implies that all are facing something overwhelming that cannot be stopped.  Thanks for another great chapter.

 

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  On 2/21/2016 at 3:20 PM, joann414 said:

I couldn't help but compare Carly and Trina. One is bat shit crazy and the other supportive and protective. You write your characters so well. "Crap on a cracker", is now my new phrase. I love it. That expression can say a lot at times you need to get a point across. lol
Jared has a lot of demons to face. It's obvious he doesn't want to cause problems but when love is involved, it's all or none. It's going to be interesting to watch him evolve in the story..
Great chapter!

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I too loved the new phrase. I like and agree with your review.

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  On 12/2/2021 at 9:21 AM, raven1 said:

"Something he was sure he could count on was that Carly would never forgive him."

This quote of Craig's thoughts is disturbing.  It implies that Carly may not be able to ever change.  Why does Craig think she is so irreparably damaged?  I was hoping that Jared saw something good in Carly.  Why else would he marry her and father a child with her?  Is there no hope that the love of her mother, Jared and Craig won't be able to help her with her own struggle accepting the changes in her life?  

Trina is a caring and loving sister. She understands her brother and is actively protecting him.  She also seems to care for Craig and gives him good advice.  Craig's mother gave him the best advice, "just listen". 

As Timothy M observed, the chapter title, Flood Warnings, is great since it implies that all are facing something overwhelming that cannot be stopped.  Thanks for another great chapter.

 

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Craig knows his twin. He has to love her, but he doesn't like her. I think when she says...

“Oh, fucking boohoo. I’m sick and tired of hearing about Harlan. He’s dead and buried. Let it go, for Christ’s sake. Stop playing the sympathy card, and stay the fuck away from my husband! You lost yours, but that doesn’t give you the right to go after mine.”

The cruel look on her face made him want to both hit her and throw up. He restrained himself, but barely. “We never got to have our wedding, but trust me… I don’t expect any sympathy from you.” He took a couple of deep breaths as they glared at each other, and then got back to why he was there. “Look, I’m sorry for what you saw. It was a surprise to me too, but it did happen, and I admit to kissing him back. But, Carly, I never went after him and I never would have.”

Even after that he felt he owed it to her to explain. A sister who could say that is likely beyond redemption, and I'm always one to believe people can be redeemed. We'll see. 

As you point out, there are good characters in this story. Marian is a gem, and Trina is both blunt and kind... and very protective. I think she sees Craig as an ally in trying to get her brother back on the right track. 

@Timothy M.always paid attention to my chapter titles... really the only one who took notice, so I appreciate you did as as well with this one. Appreciate hearing your thoughts, buddy... Cheers! :hug: 

 

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  On 12/2/2021 at 3:52 PM, Headstall said:

Craig knows his twin. He has to love her, but he doesn't like her. I think when she says...

“Oh, fucking boohoo. I’m sick and tired of hearing about Harlan. He’s dead and buried. Let it go, for Christ’s sake. Stop playing the sympathy card, and stay the fuck away from my husband! You lost yours, but that doesn’t give you the right to go after mine.”

The cruel look on her face made him want to both hit her and throw up. He restrained himself, but barely. “We never got to have our wedding, but trust me… I don’t expect any sympathy from you.” He took a couple of deep breaths as they glared at each other, and then got back to why he was there. “Look, I’m sorry for what you saw. It was a surprise to me too, but it did happen, and I admit to kissing him back. But, Carly, I never went after him and I never would have.”

Even after that he felt he owed it to her to explain. A sister who could say that is likely beyond redemption, and I'm always one to believe people can be redeemed. We'll see. 

As you point out, there are good characters in this story. Marian is a gem, and Trina is both blunt and kind... and very protective. I think she sees Craig as an ally in trying to get her brother back on the right track. 

@Timothy M.always paid attention to my chapter titles... really the only one who took notice, so I appreciate you did as as well with this one. Appreciate hearing your thoughts, buddy... Cheers! :hug: 

 

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I appreciate Timothy M's comments as well as the support he gives you as an editor.  You two make a great writing team.  I have been impress with his insights to the titles as well as the characters in the story.  Please pass on my Thank You to him. 

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  On 12/2/2021 at 4:19 PM, raven1 said:

I appreciate Timothy M's comments as well as the support he gives you as an editor.  You two make a great writing team.  I have been impress with his insights to the titles as well as the characters in the story.  Please pass on my Thank You to him. 

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All you have to do to pass on the message is "mention" him in your post. You do that be using the @ sign and then begin typing out his name right after... a list will come up and you click on his name... @Timothy M. and voila! :)  

Yes, we have made a great team, and he has done a lot for me, and helped me become a better writer. :) 

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  On 12/2/2021 at 4:45 PM, Headstall said:

All you have to do to pass on the message is "mention" him in your post. You do that be using the @ sign and then begin typing out his name right after... a list will come up and you click on his name... @Timothy M. and voila! :)  

Yes, we have made a great team, and he has done a lot for me, and helped me become a better writer. :) 

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I got it and will do this.  I am still learning all the neat ways GA has of communicating.  Thanks for teaching me a new one.

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  On 12/2/2021 at 4:51 PM, raven1 said:

I got it and will do this.  I am still learning all the neat ways GA has of communicating.  Thanks for teaching me a new one.

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Actually, you didn't have to @mention me to get my attention. 150 notifications at once for all the comments on Morningstar and likes on my  comments did the job. :lmao:  I don't normally get notifications for comments left on stories I follow, but Gary's wolf shifter story is one of the exceptions. Oh, and thanks for the 'follow' too. :) 

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  On 12/5/2021 at 11:24 AM, Timothy M. said:

Actually, you didn't have to @mention me to get my attention. 150 notifications at once for all the comments on Morningstar and likes on my  comments did the job. :lmao:  I don't normally get notifications for comments left on stories I follow, but Gary's wolf shifter story is one of the exceptions. Oh, and thanks for the 'follow' too. :) 

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Small reward from me for all the work you do and ideas your share with us.🙏 (Thai Wai)

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  On 12/5/2021 at 6:54 PM, centexhairysub said:

Carly is obviously a self-centered narcissistic bitch...  That said, it is so hard to date or get involved with someone that a member of your family has been involved with.

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Yup... and yup. Carly is a piece of work, and you haven's seen anything yet. :(  In normal circumstances, a family ex is definitely off limits. I think Craig feels that way, but... we'll see. Cheers! :hug: 

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