Emery C. Walters

Ted returns home after the death of his father to find his only inheritance is the contents of the garage. Dealing with family can sometimes be hard and unusually cruel, as his sister proves. But Ted soldiers on and runs into an old friend from his past. A sexy friend, too!<br><br>Enter Duncan.<br><br>Ted and Duncan were on the swim team together in their youth, and now, years later, they hit it off again. Duncan has his own business and offers to help Ted with the car. But will long hours spent together in the garage lead to more than either man bargains for?

And To My Son

“Yes.” I didn’t want to tell him I’d shit my wetsuit the first time. The photos I’d taken, however, had ended up in NatGeo. Cat one stepped on my plate and licked egg off my face. Duncan pretended to be annoyed, saying that was his job, so we kissed for a while over the cats and plates. He tasted like Spam and catsup.


I went into the garage and finished getting my boxes ready to ship. The truck came and took them away. Then I looked around; it didn’t look any better, still dirty and full of stuff. Procrastinating, I stared at the car for a while, walked around it, and kicked all the tires. I noticed the car was on blocks and the tires did not touch the floor. Was that good? I’d have to ask Duncan. He was inside whistling and cleaning. I left him to it and boxed up the stuff I didn’t want and put it inside the house. Not my circus.


Chapter 8