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

“Dad…” Tucker picked them up and started reading.


“I’m still the head of this household,” Tuck bellowed, as he tore the papers from Tucker’s grip and tossed them back to the grass, dirt, and most likely, animal droppings.


“You have thirty days,” the other policeman told Tucker, trying a more-reasonable-man to more-reasonable-man approach, apparently. “The town inspector will be back the end of July. We’ll be dropping by in between.”


“And we better see some progress,” the hefty one added.


“What about the animals?” Tucker asked, as the dog catcher stood beside his van, a cat rubbing against each leg.


“No one wants to take your pets,” the bad cop claimed, showing a bit of compassion for the first time. “But, come on! How many cats do you have?”


“I don’t know,” Tucker answered honestly. “I mean, we put out food and cats come.”


The cop shook his head. “Stop doing that.”


“Cats gotta eat,” Tuck said. “Ya heartless bastard.”


Chapter 57