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The Cardmaker and the Caretaker - 18. Chapter 18 Neighbourly behaviour

em>TLC can be a good distraction.

As Patrick had wished, the whole afternoon was pure family comfort. Grethe said Mr. Archibald was going to his daughter’s place for Sunday lunch, so they had parted ways outside. They spent time playing various board games before eating the roast she had prepared, and then Peter and Patrick cleared away the dishes while Michael and Moster took a nap. When they woke, Michael showed Patrick how to play Candy Crush on his tablet, while Peter had a talk with Grethe in the kitchen. Patrick wondered whether he was going to tell her about Marianne’s faux pas with Michael, and how she would feel about her sister’s behaviour.

Around seven they had a light meal and then Michael was allowed to watch a movie until he fell asleep. The boy hadn’t mentioned a sleeping preference, so Peter carried him into the bed in Moster’s room. Grethe got out the Danish biscuits she had baked the day before, while Patrick made tea. When they were seated around the kitchen table, he finally brought up the matter of Grethe’s comment about their neighbour.

“Moster, why did you say the woman next door is crazy?”

“Well, I meant she was mad in both ways, crazy and angry. I’ve seen her a couple of times this week, but she more or less ignored me, so I didn’t try to talk to her. But I simply thought she was…what’s the word? Stuck-up and generally unfriendly.” She shrugged to indicate her lack of interest in associating with people like that. Patrick wasn’t surprised Peter’s kind but perceptive aunt would catch the negative vibe from their neighbour and keep her distance.

“Arthur suggested going to St. Ann’s Church where his wife Betsy is buried. It’s too far away to walk with his bad hip, but apparently a woman five houses from here goes there as well and has offered to take him whenever he wants. He’s a member of Church of Scotland, but he has to go into the city for that, so he mostly goes to the local church a few times a year. Anyway, I wanted to see what the Anglican Gudstjeneste is like, so we went with Fay, that’s the woman up the road.”

Gudstjeneste, that’s the Danish word for church service or worship,” Peter explained when she paused to drink some tea and urge them to sample her baking. Patrick quickly decided he was addicted to the wafer-thin crunchy ones tasting of orange.

“The service was nice and after we went outside, I wanted to take a few pictures of the church while Arthur and Fay talked to people they know.” She paused to dig out her smartphone which was one of the fancier models.

“I used to do a lot of photography when I was younger. After we had kids, my husband gave me a video camera. Nowadays, I use this of course.”

Peter chuckled. “Oh, I remember you running around after me and Kim and filming us. You’ve done some great shots of Michael too. And Alice did her first poses in front of your camera.”

“Kim gave me this when he went abroad, and taught me how to upload clips so he could see them. Sometimes I’ve let the camera run while doing things around the house, and I talk about my week, but most of the time I video the family, a modelling event with Alice, or Michael. Kim loves his godson and says he feels more in touch than if it’s only photos and Skype talks. I hope you’ll let me make some footage of you with Peter and Michael?”

“Of course, and I look forward to seeing those old movies with Peter, but what does this have to do with the woman next door?” Patrick felt quite confused.

“Well, because I already had my phone out and I’m familiar with the video function, I immediately switched it on when I came back to Arthur and realized that woman was saying crazy nonsense about you and Peter. I wanted evidence in case it got bad enough you could sue her or something. But the important part is Arthur’s response. Listen to this.”

Grethe was positively gloating as she started the video and laid the phone on the table in front of them. They caught the last part of their female neighbour saying, “It’s a disgrace and what about the poor little boy who lives with them? Innocent children shouldn’t be exposed to these perversions.”

The camera swung round to capture Mr. Archibald as he began speaking.

“Thank ye for telling us this, Mrs. Hawthorne. Now lemme say summat. Ye’re an evil wench spreading such malicious slander about the kindest bonnie lad I’ve ever met. Ye ought to be ashamed of yerself!” He lifted his cane and shook the carved handle at the two persons in front of him. Patrick had never heard his neighbour speak with so strong a Scottish accent or look so agitated.

“Same for ye, Mr. Hawthorne, for letting yer wummin talk puir nonsense. Are ye a man or a mouse? Na wife nor daughter o’ mine wuld have git away wi’ such caterwauling, for sure.” He turned slightly to address people around them. “But they ha’ better sense an’ kinder hearts than yon harpy, an’ me poor dead Betsy mon be shuddering in her grave to hear such evil lies spoken in her kirk. I hope all of ye will reject them with scorn.”

Loud cheering erupted from some of the church-goers around the old man, and the camera zoomed out to catch the sight of people moving away from one set of Patrick’s neighbours and collecting around the other. At first the picture was rather shaky as if the person holding the phone was jostled, but then it steadied to show most members of the congregation standing around Mr. Archibald and only a few disgruntled persons leaving with the Hawthornes. Grethe reached out to switch off the video.

“The commotion made the vicar come outside. He stood by the door saying good bye as we left, but he had gone back inside the church. The poor man was almost overwhelmed with people wanting to tell him what had happened. Fay and I managed to rescue Arthur and we went past Betsy’s grave for a quick peek before going home.”

“Wow, I don’t know what to say.” Patrick was equally stunned by being accused and defended so vehemently by his neighbours. Mrs. Hawthorne had indeed looked spitting mad as she left, and he hoped she wouldn’t take her anger out on the courageous Mr. Archibald. Maybe he should offer to buy the Hawthornes’ house, to get rid of them? But they probably wouldn’t want to sell to him, and if he was lucky they might decide to relocate by themselves after the debacle in the church.

“Fanden tage alle forbandet snæversynede, hjerteløse, nævenyttige kvindfolk, som stikker deres næse i alt og spreder ondsindet sladder og modbydelige rygter for at fremme deres egne gammeldags, stupide meninger.”[1] Peter appeared so upset he had to express his feelings in Danish, but then he suddenly grinned and switched into English.

“Never mind her, Mr. Archibald was the hero of today, and we should toast Moster’s gentleman friend for his staunch defence of love and proper human behaviour.”

“As long as you don’t say my gentleman caller,” Grethe replied with a wink.

“No, not yet,” her nephew teased, making her cheeks go a little pink. Patrick decided to rescue her, even though he was pleased the tension had been reduced with this exchange.

“What did Fay think? By the way, is she a thirty-something brunette with a kind face and tired eyes? I think she works at the pharmacy in the Sainsbury’s north of here.”

Grethe nodded. “Yes, that’s her; she told me when she found out about me being a nurse. She was livid, but not too surprised. Apparently, Ms. Thorn-in-the-side has a reputation as a righteous busybody. Fay said her husband Brian came up with the nickname, after Mrs. Hawthorne lectured him about their three sons racing their bikes down the road and making ‘an unholy racket’ on a Sunday morning.”

Patrick could easily imagine Fay rolling her eyes as she said this. The incident was probably one which had taken place six months after the Hawthornes had moved in.

“Those boys can certainly be loud, but they’re harmless. I think I know the situation she’s thinking of. A few days later Mr. Archibald told me the three of them had found a bag of half-drowned kittens down by the river, and they were bringing them home. The youngest was very upset, but they were all yelling.”

“I’m not surprised, what a terrible discovery! How old were the boys? And were they and kittens OK?” Moster asked with the motherly concern Patrick was beginning to expect from her.

“Umm, I’m not sure about their ages. Maybe the oldest was fourteen and the youngest nine? At least six of the kittens were OK, because some weeks later the boys went around with them in a box and tried to get people to adopt one.”

Patrick had been one of the first persons asked, but he was forced to decline due to his long shop hours. He had told the boys he would pay the vet’s bill for check-ups, shots and neutering, because the kittens would probably be easier to find new homes for if they didn’t cost their owner money immediately. He had phoned the closest clinic straight away and made out a check to them for the estimated amount, promising to pay for necessary extra treatments if they found any problems. As far as he knew the boys had gone straight there with the kittens, and the last he heard about it was a small Thank you note pushed through the mail slot on his front door. He now suspected Fay had made the boys write it and was impressed with her tact. But perhaps Mr. Archibald had told her Patrick preferred to be left alone?

“I hope they avoided the prickly couple next door,” Grethe joked. “Fay made a clever observation about that woman, when we discussed her on the way home. She said: ‘People like that are never happy running only their own lives – though for most of them, you could probably just end the sentence after ‘happy.’ Arthur and I agreed completely.”

They all laughed heartily over Fay’s assessment and from there the talk went on to other topics. Of course the plans for the coming week were discussed. Michael had to be in the hospital by ten on Monday morning, so they decided to take a cab around nine. They would avoid most of the rush hour that way, and Patrick could walk to the shop. Peter and Grethe would stay with Michael and take him home whenever they were done with tests and talks with the doctors.

While Peter and Grethe lost themselves in medical details, Patrick got out his laptop to check his email. He had done this a few times during the day, partly in relation to any customers wanting to get in touch and partly to see whether Fiona had answered. At one point Peter had advised him to get a new phone which would let him check his email, and Patrick had added it to his to-do list for the next day. It also included finding someone do cleaning from now on, renting a hospital bed, calling his solicitor, and making a list of topics to discuss with Anthony, including how to adopt Michael either before or after he married Peter.

As he logged on to his email another task was added, because at the top was a reply from Fiona with the topic ‘Meet for a talk Tuesday?’ Taking a deep breath Patrick opened it.

Dear Patrick
How wonderful to hear from you. I’m delighted you want to meet me, and I happen to be in London on Tuesday. Unfortunately, my next two weekends are booked solid, and I cannot take any weekdays off at the moment. If Tuesday is a possibility, I could be at your shop any time after five o’clock. I have to catch a train from Victoria no later than nine-thirty, but I hope a couple of hours will be enough for us to get acquainted. I’ve always been sad about not knowing my Uncle Charlie’s wife and son.
Best regards
Fiona

Deciding to just go for it, he wrote a quick reply.

Dear Fiona
Tuesday would suit me fine, and you’re welcome in the shop whenever you want. There might be a friend with me for the first hour. If things go well, we could perhaps eat a meal together while we talk. I can find a restaurant near Victoria, so you don’t have to worry about catching your train.
Best regards
Patrick

Afterwards he wrote to John and told him about the meeting. ‘If you have time to be with me from five to seven, I would be grateful. By then I should know one way or another whether I can trust my cousin.’ Of course, Patrick couldn’t tell John why exactly he would be certain about Fiona after such a short time. In any case the main purpose of John’s presence would be to casually drop hints about his husband and observe Fiona’s reaction.

When Peter and Grethe reached the end of their medical talk, Patrick caught his fiancé’s attention, and Peter came down to his end of the table. Grethe got up too, but for a different reason.

“If you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go to bed. I was up early, and we have a long day tomorrow.” She did look tired, and Patrick reminded himself she was sixty-five even though she was spry.

“Of course, Moster. Sleep well.” Peter moved over to hug her, and Patrick stood up to be ready when she turned to him afterwards.

“Thank you for another lovely meal and a nice family Sunday. I’m so glad you’re here.” He stepped closer and initiated the hug they both wanted.

“You’re welcome, my dear boy. So am I.”

Once she had left, the two men wasted no time tidying the kitchen. Before going upstairs, Patrick showed Peter the email from Fiona.

“As you can see my cousin is going to drop by the shop on Tuesday evening, so I’ll probably be home late.”

“That’s wonderful. Would you like me to pick you up after she’s left?” Peter asked, and Patrick was aware of the unspoken offer of support, in case the meeting was a disappointment.

“If things are fine, we may go out for a meal near Victoria station before she catches her train home. If John is able to be there, and the meeting goes really well, I might text you and ask you to join us, provided Michael is OK. Would that be all right? It’s the only opportunity we’ll have for the next couple of weeks.”

“Of course it is. I’ll give you an update once we get back from the hospital. Actually, Tuesday is probably the least stressful day of this week, and I could use the distraction before we get the final decision on Wednesday. Will you be able to take Thursday off?”

“Of course, love. I can take the whole week off if you need me to be there for you.”

“No, just from Thursday onwards. Hopefully, the news will be good, and then Wednesday will be spent getting all the paperwork done for a scheduled surgery. Michael will be admitted Wednesday afternoon to be ready for an early morning operation, and they said I could stay the night with him.”

Patrick hugged him hard. “I’ll close the shop during the weekend and next week too.”

“Yes, please.” They both knew the surgery and the first week were the critical phases. Patrick didn’t want to consider anything going wrong, but even if everything went perfectly, he knew Peter would need his support full-time as they sat by Michael’s bedside.

Upstairs, they took turns in the bathroom, and although they hadn’t discussed it, Patrick made sure he was ready for whatever Peter might want. If it was a cuddle he would happily hold his man all night. But he had the feeling they both needed to be distracted from certain events.

Suddenly two familiar figures popped into his head, and he almost said Welcome back! The imp got his say first, chanting, ‘Yeah man, go get laid, nothing relieves tension like a good fuck.’

Surprisingly, the angel had an almost fond expression as the silver-haired figure smacked the imp on the back of the head. ‘Cherish your love and soulmate in every way, heart, body and soul.’

The imp made a rude gesture with its tail. ‘Especially body, right? Fuck each other silly and be happy.’

The angel nodded with approval. ‘Love each other and be happy for good.’ They both began to fade, and Patrick had the feeling they would soon be gone forever. It almost made him sad.

‘Aww, Angie, what’s the fun in that? Naughty is so much better than good.’

‘Honestly Imp, stop calling…’ With a soft plop the two strange entities were gone, and Patrick was left wondering whether they had been real, or his brain had come up with something even stranger than normal. But at least they agreed about wanting him to be happy. And right now being intimate with his sexy Dane would achieve that goal.

When he entered the bedroom, Peter was already in bed. Patrick closed the door but didn’t lock it. He stripped down to briefs and T-shirt and joined his blond hunk. Funny how quickly sharing a bed had become natural and normal, but he still appreciated being able to cuddle up.

“Do you think Michael will be disappointed when he wakes up downstairs?”

Peter pulled him closer and kissed him. “No, because I think we’ll be up before he wakes. I’ve set my alarm to six-thirty. That should give us time for a run before breakfast.”

“Thanks, how did you know I wanted to go running?”

“You told me you usually run every other day. And I like this trim runner’s body, so I want you to keep it up.”

“Considering the great food Moster makes, I need to run regularly, and I should probably join you in the gym too.”

“Are you saying I’m getting flabby?” Blue eyes twinkled with mock outrage.

“Hmm, let me check….” Patrick sat up and removed Peter’s T-shirt, with the willing cooperation of a grinning Dane. He ran his hands over the muscular pecs, once more admiring the blond curls on his chest and tweaking the nipples gently.

“So far there’s nothing to complain about. Turn over and let me see the rest of you.”

Peter complied and Patrick felt his briefs grow tight as he admired the broad shoulders, strong back and perfect arse. He couldn’t resist but reached out to fondle the twin globes, and his lover immediately pushed up against his hands and spread his legs slightly. This was more than enough invitation and he pulled the black briefs off. By the way they caught a bit in the front before Peter helped them down he knew the Dane was also erect.

Quickly shedding his own clothes, Patrick resumed caressing the sexy body in front of him. There was no objection from his lover when he gently pulled on his butt cheeks to expose the hole he wanted to possess.

“I’m going to fuck you soon, but not tonight.” The small moan and slight clenching of muscles showed him Peter was still on board with the idea. He moved forward to lie on top of him, and they both groaned as his cock settled against the cleft between those taut buttocks. Patrick rocked his body and pressed down. Fuck, that felt good, and Peter seemed to agree judging by his reaction. His face was turned to one side and his eyes were closed, as he licked his lips. He shuddered slightly when Patrick kissed his neck and whispered in his ear.

“I could come like this, you know. Having you under me, all eager and trusting, knowing you want me to pop your cherry. Holding you down and slipping my hard cock into that tight, hot space, hearing you beg for more, making you come, that’s what I’m planning to do. But not yet; you’re not ready, I need to open you up, use my tongue and my fingers, maybe my dildo, to prepare you for my cock.”

They both panted heavily as Patrick fell silent and focused on the exquisite feeling of sliding his aching hard-on back and forth against the soft, warm skin of Peter’s ass. Sweat together with precum leaking from the head of his dick made it easier, but as much as he liked this, there was something he wanted even more.

“I could come like this, but what I really want is to feel you inside me when I cum all over you. I want you to turn over and then I’m gonna ride you. Hard.”

“Oh fuck, Patrick. I’m not going to last.” Peter bucked under him, and Patrick moved to the side to let him up. Grabbing the lube from the drawer he quickly prepared himself while his lover watched with lust-filled eyes. When he reached out to slick up the thick shaft throbbing against taut abs, Peter gasped and clenched his fists on the sheet. “Close, I’m too close.”

Patrick quickly moved his hand down to squeeze hard around the base, wondering if he should bring up the possibility of another sex toy. Deciding it could wait till another day, he wasted no more time, but straddled the desperate man writhing on his bed. Peter wasn’t the only one on edge, but he hoped the burn of entry would help.

But that didn’t happen. Somehow, his hurried preparations now and earlier had made his body more than ready, and when the blunt tip pushed against his entrance the muscles gave way immediately. In one long slow descent Peter’s manhood filled him completely and the pressure on his prostate made his orgasm imminent. At the same time, shocked blue eyes met his and two hands gripped his hips.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Peter cried as he thrust upwards. His movements poked the sensitive spot inside Patrick who only managed two strokes of his dick, before he sprayed cum all over a very surprised Viking. It didn’t stop him from launching several volleys inside Patrick, as both men shouted ‘Yes! Ahhhhhh!’ and various other garbled words.

When they finally became still, there was a long, awed silence while Patrick stared at his cum-spattered lover who gazed back with wide eyes and open mouth. A final twitch of muscles stretched to maximum capacity around a slowly deflating cock made both of them groan. This was followed by a small chuckle from Peter, which initiated a delighted giggle from Patrick. Moments later they were both laughing hysterically, and desperately trying to prevent cum going everywhere on the bedclothes.

“I can’t believe…” Peter tried, but was overcome by laughter.

Grinning hugely, Patrick reached out and traced fingers through the white blobs decorating his chest. “We’re like teens, almost embarrassing, eh?”

“Never – not even my first time at sixteen – have I exploded so fast. You turn me on like crazy.”

“It’s mutual.”

“Yeah, I guess the evidence of that hit me straight in the face just now.”

They both started laughing again, and Patrick felt the last of the tension from the day’s upsetting events with their neighbour and Peter’s mother dissipate. A quick shower later, they were ready to sleep, in T-shirts and underwear and with the door open, just in case.



[1] (Literally May the Devil take, but meaning) A pox on all bigoted, heartless, officious women who stick their noses in everything and spread evil gossip and disgusting rumours in order to promote their own old-fashioned, stupid opinions.

Thank you to Fae Briona for her almost name-sake’s wonderful comment about the woman next door. I’m also grateful to Reader for help in relation to hospital matters.
Copyright © 2018 Timothy M.; All Rights Reserved.
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Nice chapter Tim. So many haters in this world and I dont understand why, is it all based on that book that is supposed to be God's word? How can it be, when it's written by men?
Anyway, nice to see the Fiona wants to meet and hopefully she'll be accepting. The boys are nervous of Michael's upcoming surgery and who can blame them.
Let's hope the next chapters bring good news on many fronts!

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It looks to me like Fae Briona has two almost-namesakes: neighbor Fay and cousin Fiona!

 

Cute I/A interlude!

 

And it's great that Patrick is finding out that he has even more allies than he ever imagined! The basic decency of the average person overcomes the religious hatred of the few. I think most people are more agnostic and atheistic than they claim to be in polls. Too many equate religion with morality and goodness even though there are many examples proving otherwise! In the US there is so much pressure to claim to be a 'christian' that we have only had one Openly Atheist elected to Congress, former Congressman Pete Stark of Fremont (home of the Tesla factory).

Great job, Tim. I loved the reaction of the neighbors to the hateful bee-otch at the church. It was priceless(loved the Scottish accent, too), and showed the support Patrick has. I'm thinking Fiona will become a good friend... her email sounded encouraging, and she's young, so less likely to be a bigot. All I can say is you better make sure Michael is okay next week... I'll hunt you down if something goes wrong :) . The 'teenage' explosions were cute, adorable, and hot... great chapter, buddy... cheers... Gary....

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I think it wonderful that Fiona wants to meet with Patrick. The family he is creating with Peter, Micheal and Moster is warm and caring but having at least one of his blood relations among his circle will provide something he is missing.
It's also grand that his neighbors are supportive ... well at least those that are not narrow minded and hateful. I can just imagine the ruckus three overwrought boys made as they head pell mell for home with their soggy burden. Another example of Patrick's kindness when he steps in to see the kittens received care prior to going to new homes.
As with any parents there is concern for what Micheal's surgery will entail. I expect a good resolution.

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On 07/04/2016 02:05 AM, Mikiesboy said:

Nice chapter Tim. So many haters in this world and I dont understand why, is it all based on that book that is supposed to be God's word? How can it be, when it's written by men?

Anyway, nice to see the Fiona wants to meet and hopefully she'll be accepting. The boys are nervous of Michael's upcoming surgery and who can blame them.

Let's hope the next chapters bring good news on many fronts!

Thanks, Tim. I totally agree with you about the haters and the futility of unchanging religion - I despise all kinds of fundamentalists no matter their creed.

The Fiona - lol I like that. I have hopes for her, but let's see what happens. As for Michael, don't worry too much, since I don't want to be hunted down by a certain Canadian leading a horde of readers. :o:rofl:

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On 07/04/2016 03:01 AM, droughtquake said:

It looks to me like Fae Briona has two almost-namesakes: neighbor Fay and cousin Fiona!

 

Cute I/A interlude!

 

And it's great that Patrick is finding out that he has even more allies than he ever imagined! The basic decency of the average person overcomes the religious hatred of the few. I think most people are more agnostic and atheistic than they claim to be in polls. Too many equate religion with morality and goodness even though there are many examples proving otherwise! In the US there is so much pressure to claim to be a 'christian' that we have only had one Openly Atheist elected to Congress, former Congressman Pete Stark of Fremont (home of the Tesla factory).

LOL, you're right, i hadn't thought about that. The second one is completely accidental, but I did name Fay after Fae.

Glad you liked the last glimpse of the A.I. team.

Yes, Patrick has closed himself off to a degree where he didn't see any of the decent and friendly people, who were too polite to push themselves on him or didn't know how to approach him. Moster seems to be a good conduit. ;)

As to 'obvious religiousness' all I can do is cite SATW http://satwcomic.com/the-easy-way

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On 07/04/2016 03:50 AM, Headstall said:

Great job, Tim. I loved the reaction of the neighbors to the hateful bee-otch at the church. It was priceless(loved the Scottish accent, too), and showed the support Patrick has. I'm thinking Fiona will become a good friend... her email sounded encouraging, and she's young, so less likely to be a bigot. All I can say is you better make sure Michael is okay next week... I'll hunt you down if something goes wrong :) . The 'teenage' explosions were cute, adorable, and hot... great chapter, buddy... cheers... Gary....

Thanks, Gary, glad you liked all of it, including the explosions. :*)

I've had Mr. Archibald's little speech sitting in my story file for a while and was looking forward to posting it.

Fiona is definitely a good prospect amongst Patrick's relatives, although that's not saying much, I suppose.

I wouldn't want an angry Canadian Dad hunting me down on his bike, so I'll take good care of Michael. :yes:

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On 07/04/2016 04:15 AM, dughlas said:

I think it wonderful that Fiona wants to meet with Patrick. The family he is creating with Peter, Micheal and Moster is warm and caring but having at least one of his blood relations among his circle will provide something he is missing.

It's also grand that his neighbors are supportive ... well at least those that are not narrow minded and hateful. I can just imagine the ruckus three overwrought boys made as they head pell mell for home with their soggy burden. Another example of Patrick's kindness when he steps in to see the kittens received care prior to going to new homes.

As with any parents there is concern for what Micheal's surgery will entail. I expect a good resolution.

Thanks, dugh, I agree about Fiona and the importance for Patrick in having at least some connection to his relatives. Hopefully, she can answer some of his questions and provide new insights, as well as providing a slic eof family.

Patrick's parents were actually on friendly footing with most of the people living nearby (the Hawthornes moved in after they died), but Patrick was never much involved, so he's unaware of any kind interest from people like Fay. I'm pleased the ruckus of her sons made a vivid image for you. Patrick's kind help was indeed typical.

As for Michael, see replies to other reviews. ;)

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Good for Mr Archibald. It may not do any good with that battleaxe, but it's good that he showed that kind of public support :) I'm very happy for Patrick that Fiona contacted him. It would be wonderful to have a supportive family member in his corner.

 

I think my favourite part (besides seeing Imp and Angie again ;)) was how Patrick immediately made the decision to close down his shop for the week to be there for Michael and Peter. It shows how much his family means to him, in action and not only words.

 

Great chapter, Tim :)

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I loved the way Mr. Archibald stood up to the wicked Mrs. Hawthorn. I was equally glad when most of the parishioners stood by him and moster against them. Still, I'm not running out to join any organized religious group. :)
I hope the meeting with Fiona turns out well, and can't wait to read about Michael's visit to the hospital.
I can't be sure due to my narrator, but I think the bit after the sex scene says 'grabled' rather than 'garbled'. That didn't affect the enjoyment of their love-making though...and I'm sorry to admit that things happened pretty quick during my first experiences too. :)
Eager for more, min ven!

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On 07/04/2016 07:15 AM, pvtguy said:

Another wonderful chapter, and I'm already overly eager for the next one! Not wanting to repeat the previous comments, I'll just say that you are handling all the issues brilliantly.

I'm delighted to hear that, because sometimes it's difficult to juggle all the different elements of the story.

Thanks for reading and reviewing.

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Wow! An awful lot in this chapter, Tim!

 

The nasty neighbor got put in her place very nicely. That was certainly good to read.
The total dedication Patrick showed to Peter and Michael, by closing to be with them during the difficult time ahead, was also good to read.

 

Fiona's visit leaves the only little mystery for us, and can't wait to get to that. btw you've mischievously dragged that out for enough chapters to make us scream "get them together, already!" But then, who am I to complain about that. :P

 

Thanks for sharing this with us!

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On 07/04/2016 07:59 AM, Fae Briona said:

Love the talk of the boys on the bikes and why they were so loud - and says a lot about Ms-Thorn-in-the-Side that she only heard 'noise' where Patrick heard 'upset'

Hope the meeting with Fiona goes well. Like his idea to casually drop "husband" and see her reaction.

Hi Fae, hope you liked the woman I 'modelled' after you. ;) Glad you like the kitten story, and yes I think you're absolutely right about the telling difference between Patrick and his neighbor.

We'll met Fiona soon, and I'm sure John will be able to 'name drop' his husband. :lol:

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On 07/04/2016 12:04 PM, Lux Apollo said:

A nice chapter, preparing us for the ride to come... lots of things for us to get ready for, too, and the talk around the table as a setting for much of it was wonderful. And then the hot, happy ending. Of course, even there you were teasing us and getting us prepared for something more to come. ;)

Thanks, lux. I hadn't thought about this chapter as one setting us up for things to come, but now you mention it, I can see your point. Including the ending :P

I'm glad you're still on board, and I'll try to do better with getting more chapters written.

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On 07/05/2016 11:41 PM, jaysalmn said:

I don't believe I've left a review yet, so just wanted to let u kno how much I'm enjoying ur story. Patrick and Peter are such a perfect match, and who couldn't love Michael! Its so refreshing to read a story about true love, instead of open relationships, cheating and lying. I always look forward to new chapters!

Thank you jays, and welcome on board this love story train. ;) I'm delighted you like my boys :D It's always nice to get some feedback and it keeps me writing.

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On 07/05/2016 12:41 PM, LitLover said:

Good for Mr Archibald. It may not do any good with that battleaxe, but it's good that he showed that kind of public support :) I'm very happy for Patrick that Fiona contacted him. It would be wonderful to have a supportive family member in his corner.

 

I think my favourite part (besides seeing Imp and Angie again ;)) was how Patrick immediately made the decision to close down his shop for the week to be there for Michael and Peter. It shows how much his family means to him, in action and not only words.

 

Great chapter, Tim :)

Thanks, LL, glad you enjoyed the last glimpse of Angel and Imp. I loved that you noticed the shop decision. Patrick may love his work at the card shop, but it's definitely a third or fourth priority in his life now. And of course he wouldn't be able to focus on card making anyway with Michael in hopsital and his man needing him by his side.

Mr. Archibald is not one to mince his words if people display such bad behavior and lack of manners. And he's always had a soft spot for the bright, but shy boy next door.

Yeah, it would be nice if Fiona turned out to be a proper relative. I should start writing that scene now...

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On 07/05/2016 08:10 PM, ColumbusGuy said:

I loved the way Mr. Archibald stood up to the wicked Mrs. Hawthorn. I was equally glad when most of the parishioners stood by him and moster against them. Still, I'm not running out to join any organized religious group. :)

I hope the meeting with Fiona turns out well, and can't wait to read about Michael's visit to the hospital.

I can't be sure due to my narrator, but I think the bit after the sex scene says 'grabled' rather than 'garbled'. That didn't affect the enjoyment of their love-making though...and I'm sorry to admit that things happened pretty quick during my first experiences too. :)

Eager for more, min ven!

Thanks, CG. I immediately checked garbled, and to my relief it was spelled correctly, so your narrator was the 'grabled' one here. ;)

I think everyone has hopes for both Fiona and Michael's hospital stint. I'll do my best to ensure both goes well.

Ohh, parishioners - such a lovely word. I'd quite forgotten about that. I'll have to use it next time. Glad you approve of Mr. Archibald and the reaction of the congregation, and I agree with your conclusion, since I sometimes think decent behavior towards LGBT happens in spite of religion rather than due to it.

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On 07/06/2016 12:36 AM, skinnydragon said:

Wow! An awful lot in this chapter, Tim!

 

The nasty neighbor got put in her place very nicely. That was certainly good to read.

The total dedication Patrick showed to Peter and Michael, by closing to be with them during the difficult time ahead, was also good to read.

 

Fiona's visit leaves the only little mystery for us, and can't wait to get to that. btw you've mischievously dragged that out for enough chapters to make us scream "get them together, already!" But then, who am I to complain about that. :P

 

Thanks for sharing this with us!

Thanks, dragon, glad you felt this chapter had things happen even if we didn't progress much timewise. :)

LOL, I hadn't thought about the Fiona meeting as being 'dragged out' since I felt it was arranged at the earliest possible time, but I guess I have been building up to this for a while. ;) I expect it to happen in chapter 19, if that's any comfort?

I've been looking forward to posting Mr. Archibald's speech, so I'm :D at the positive response from y'all.

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On 07/04/2016 11:24 PM, Arazon said:

Mr Archibald sure put the Hawthornes in their place, good for him! And good for Moster for capturing the reaction of their supporters, I’m glad they got to see that the majority sided with Archibald. I get that Patrick doesn’t want those people around, but they don’t deserve a cent of his money. ‘Thorne-in-the-side’, I liked that! At least their other neighbours are good. Paying for the kitten’s vaccinations etc sounds typical of Patrick, he comes across as such a thoughtful man. I wonder if Michael knew enough English to warn him that Candy Crush is addictive lol (I suppose it’s no distraction with the Viking around)! I can’t help but feel positive about the meeting with Fiona, her email gives me the impression of a friendly person who cares about family (hoping I’m right).

The A.I team gone forever? I’m almost sad too, but if their job is done that’s a good thing ;) I liked 'Angie’s' fond expression as she smacked the imp: it takes me back to your short story again. Imp may have a point about tension reliever lol. A hot scene with anticipation still lingering! Ending with the scene with laughter was good, shows they’re contented. They needed a happy moment and they’re still dealing with Michael’s health. I’ve got my fingers and toes crossed for the little guy...

Thanks for the wonderful review - and for the awesome ToD chapter you just posted. Made my day :yes:

Good point about the bad neighbors not deserving to be bought out. But maybe Mr. Archibald's pulic shaming of her attitude will give them the push to move? :unsure: Yup, the discrete helping out with the kittens was typical Matt - I mean Patrick. ;)

Candy Crush is addictive indeed, but not as much as cuddling with his hunky blond Viking. :P Glad you liked that part as well, including the laughing which was a small but important detail to me.

Everyone seems to have fingers crossed for Michael, so I'm sure all will be well, and I think your instincts are good about Fiona. Now that I'm done with answering all the great reviews left by my wonderful readers, I'll get back to writing on these topics.

Oh, I almost forgot - thanks for mentioning the A.I. team. They may be done here, but I have plans to tell more of their story for the next Anthology. Stay tuned... :D

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What's the phrase these days? Mrs. Hawthorne "just got burned." :P
If I didn't love Mr. Archibald before, I do now. He was simply amazing in dealing with the Hawthornes and I was clapping with the crowd after he said his piece. :D

 

That neighbor doesn't know what she's talking about, anyway. -_- She has never seen the love and affection both Patrick and Peter show to Michael. All she does is simply judge them based on their sexuality (or in her words; 'perversion') and nothing else and then uses that judgement as proof of what horrible people Peter and Patrick must be. :(
Well, she was wrong all she managed to do was show everyone at the church what a horrible person she is.

 

Now, Michael's hospital visit...
I hope everything goes well for him :yes: And I'll be sure to cheer him on. :boy:

 

As for Fiona, I can't wait to meet her! :D Hopefully the meeting goes splendidly.

 

Finally, it's kinda sad that the Angel and the Imp will be leaving soon :( But it means that they were successful in there mission. :) And who knows, maybe they'll be back for when Michael meets that special someone. (Maybe Angel's wish will come true if Michael is straight or bi and he falls for a girl, lol.)

 

This was another great chapter Tim, thank you so much! :hug:

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