Edward Kendrick

Well-known artist Ellis Williams is in a slump and feeling all his fifty-three years. He's lost the joy which used to permeate his painting and despairs of ever regaining it. It doesn't help when he runs into a young man who comes on to him to win a bet, thus destroying more of Ellis's confidence.<br><br>Then, at a party, Ellis meets Martin Lovell, a man his age whose partner died soon after they adopted their son. Will these two middle-aged men learn they should never let go of hope? Or is it too late for men their age to open themselves to the possibility of love and being loved?

Never Let Go of Hope

Martin ran a finger around the rim of his wine glass, studying Ellis. “Did I speak too soon?” he finally asked. “Am I pushing you too fast?”


Slowly, Ellis shook his head. “No. It’s only…after all these years I’m having a hard time believing someone wants me for me.”


“How else would anyone…?” Martin broke off then nodded. “That man. That, excuse the expression, but that bastard. And there have been others?”


“Not quite so horrible, but I seem to meet men who don’t understand I’m not going to be at their beck-and-call.”


“I’d never think you would be,” Martin replied, taking Ellis’s hand, stroking the back with his thumb. “Maybe,” he smiled wryly, “because I’m old enough to know that you can’t make someone into something they’re not. I know your painting is your life. I just want to be a part of your life as well, if it’s all right with you.”


Chapter 30