Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

Cameron felt a little bad for him. “Reid, I know a lot of people have this weird notion of motherhood, like it’s some sacred status that gets conferred on women when something happens in their biology. All of a sudden they’re supposed to become these divine beings of love and protection and support—and it’s great for people when that happens. It is. But Reid, it’s not…it’s a myth. It doesn’t happen that way for everyone, and I don’t think it happens that way for most people, okay? Mothers are people. If they were shitty people before they got pregnant they’re going to be shitty people after.


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