Handing Off
“I’m on my way,” is all Drin says when she makes the call, and he shows up within twenty minutes. “Sweetheart, I came back,” he says, striding into the room. “Can Emma sit with us?”
Emma’s sure she can feel …
The Principle Of Moments
Sins of Omission
“Okay, what’s the big deal? What’s in the papers?” Emma demands. She and Amalia are sitting on the couch together, both of them looking sharp and annoyed. Which means worried. The mention of teslamomma emailing Emma, months before, has brought …
Unpleasant Truths
Some ten days later, Drin is certain of how nasty the threatening pictures were, and are. Might as well take that day off work, his concentration is so badly blown that everybody notices. One of the women asks quietly …
Sooper Sekrit Car (not) Conquest Plan
“Excuse me, but I insist on lunch,” Drin says.
Dance blinks up from the ragged tape-covered mess on the music rack in front of him, and looks around at Amalia, who’s lost her frown and is grinning like a Halloween …
Naming Himself
The following week is reserved for a fancy lunch at Shura’s diner, which requires a ride in the seductive car. After a brief walk, in which Dance still has the same problem in his pants as last week, which is …
Selling Romance
Emma makes a disgusted noise. “Well, so much for Bud’s expensive photographer! Look at what our webmistress did with it!”
Drin stares at her aged computer screen, turns his head sidwise like an owl, and makes her laugh. “I saw …
Nocturne appassionato
Dance is unbuttoning Drin’s jacket, then his own. Much as Drin likes watching those deft hands at work, he stills Dance’s fingers and sets his own to the buttons of Dance’s shirt, learning that it’s silk. It’s cheap silk, but …
On The Knowing Of Cats
“Um.” Dance, seated primly in the passenger seat, has his hands folded carefully over what Drin knows to be a sizable tenting. “Would our Drin– Can we– can I– invite our Drin to — to our house? How do we …
Beds for Bad Dreams
“Futons won’t work for Dance,” Emma says patiently, putting her seatbelt on. She’s been saying things like that through three stores now. “The bed frame needs to be higher up off the floor.”
Drin looks at her, and sits back …
Out of the Box
This one Dance recognized.
It was one of the better dreams, like the ones about laughing with his grandmother teacher over her piano keyboard, or when he was a baby, eating imaginary ice cream with his mother in a rusty-red …