Fiction critic Micah Berk makes a point to spend as much time as possible with neighbor and pianist Tuck Martini. During twenty days of a particularly hot August on the shores of Lake Erie, the two men fall head over heels in love.<br><br>A year later and life has unexpectedly changed for Micah. He meets and falls hard for Carl Bascoe, an irresistible and dark-haired carpenter. Carl is witty, romantic, and the sweetest guy along the lake.<br><br>What happens when events from Micah’s past mix with those in his present? What will Micah do when various ties between his twenty days with Tuck and his current days with Carl begin to unravel? Will Micah finally experience the true meaning of endless love?

20 Days of Tuck

Midnight and under the summertime stars, washed with silver-blue moonlit, we walked down Washington Street, and headed towards Lake Erie, swinging our connected hands to and fro. The night was more than stunning and breathtaking, if there was such a description. The air was thick with lavender and summer hay from surrounding farms. The moon was a large sphere of bright, white light overhead, shining down on our bodies, illuminating us as if were tiny Martians.


Once we reached the lake, the night glistened with black, blue, and silver hues, which I thought stunning. He squeezed my hand within his own, and said, “Tonight is magical.”


“Magic doesn’t exist. It’s only a figment of our imaginations.”


“I’m a little surprised that you think that. Magic is all around us. The clouds, the moon, the stars…everything. And especially you and me here together.”


“You’re trying to seduce me,” I said, chuckling.


Chapter 9