Two years ago, Chris and his boyfriend left the city to settle in a small town at the US-Canada border. Eager to start a new life, Chris bought the Frontier Café, but a year later, his boyfriend dumped him, leaving Chris the only openly gay man in town. Nowadays he's resigned to a life of romantic solitude.<br><br>Hank spent the last years traveling through the country for his job as a water plant engineer. Deeply closeted, he's careful about the men he meets. Like the rivers he studies, he runs fast through the land.<br><br>In town only for a few weeks, Hank is intent on getting the job done and returning home out west to take care of his father. But Chris’s warm manner and decadent desserts are no match for Hank’s defense mechanisms. For the first time in his life, he finds himself wanting to go with the flow.

No River Wide Enough

I need you to be true. You’re the only honest man I’ve ever known.


“Damn it,” I said, forgetting I wasn’t alone in the Frontier.


“What’s the matter?” Bowles asked, walking up to the counter.


“No, nothing.” I was impatient and annoyed. Why was Lewis being so dramatic again? I wasn’t the onlyhonest man he’d ever known, just saner than most of his so-called friends, I supposed.


“Here. Keep the change.” Sheriff Bowles dropped a twenty on the counter. “Is the kid giving you any trouble?”


“Donnie? No, not at all.” I frowned, forgetting Lewis for a second. How much did Bowles know about Donnie and what had happened at school? “Why do you ask?”


Sheriff Bowles looked over his shoulder at Annie who was reading the paper at the table, then back at me. “Well, Mrs. Lambert, your neighbor, complained about him riding his bike up and down your street late at night.”


Chapter 47