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

Donnie sighed out again. “So unfair.”


“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have written that nasty sex letter!” Liliana screamed.


“Nasty? It was a love letter. There’s nothing nasty about it. And the other stuff was just for practice since I can’t do any of it in real life.” Then Donnie blushed and moved in his chair. “Dad had no right to go through my things.”


“Okay, we’re not getting anywhere,” I said.


“I wish I could stay here.” Donnie looked over at his mother with a serious expression. He wasn’t kidding. “I could stay with Chris for a few months, work at the café, and then I’d apply to a school as an exchange student in New York or something.”


I rose and leaned my hands on the chair’s back. “If you two don’t mind, I have a really bad headache and need to get some rest.” I walked away to the sink and poured myself a glass of water. That was the best I could do.


“Come on, Donnie, let’s go. I’ll get you some ice cream on the way home.”


Chapter 57