When his boss’s twenty-year-old son announced he wanted to be more than friends, Tim Kammerling told him no. He wasn’t ready to have a relationship with someone more than ten years younger than him. Devin knew he couldn’t stick around Napa and honor the status quo, however. He left town, and the two became long distance friends instead.<br><br>A lot can happen in eighteen years. Letters are sent. Calls get made.<br><br>Lives are changed.

Wild Fragile Vines

“Oh, my God. Tim? What’re you doing calling me? Is everything all right? Nothing’s wrong, is there?”


“No, nothing’s wrong here. I got your last letter.”


“Please tell me you’re talking about the one where I tell you to rip up that venting one I sent.”


“No, I haven’t got that one yet.”


“Shit. I sent that the very next day. I was hoping it would catch up to the other one.”


“There’s nothing wrong with venting when you need it. It’s healthy.”


“Really? I should’ve ripped it up myself. It would’ve accomplished the same thing.”


“I wouldn’t have called if I hadn’t read that.”


“Well…no, I guess you probably wouldn’t have.” Devin paused. “Why did you call?”


Chapter 8