Three young men from very different homes, just coming into their own sexuality, bond at a time when information about homosexuality is scarce to the average teen. Their strong connection cannot survive high school and heartache, however, and their triangle collapses under the weight of prejudice and a need to escape.<br><br>Ten years later, Tucker is bitter and hurt by all the tragedy in his life since those long ago happier days. Reclusive, somewhat animalistic, and completely content to stay that way, he’s brought up short by an unexpected confrontation with the past and feelings that won't stay buried.

Fur, Feathers, and Claws

“Wow, Tucker. That’s not nice.” She smacked his arm.


“Okay…it’s not. But you don’t know the whole story.”


“I don’t know if he’s a nervous wreck or if it’s…He came right out and said he doesn’t want to be ‘queer.’ That’s the word he used. I get it—sort of.”


“I am.” Tucker shrugged. “Whether I want to be or not is immaterial, dig?”


“You’re that strong…secure…brave?”


“I don’t know, Savvy. Fuck no. In the back of my van, yeah. With Roy…with you…and Chad I—”


“Do you love Chad? Do you love them both?” Savannah had a grip on his hairy arm. “In these romance novels my mother buys at the supermarket, there are always two guys, and the woman, she, like, has to pick one. You love them both, don’t you?” She was awfully loud.


Chapter 39