When Terry turned eighteen, he became homeless, abandoned by family and friends for being gay. Though it took him years, he has found his feet again. Then, a man from his past knocks him right back down, dredging up a memory of the time Terry stood by and did nothing as that same man was assaulted for being gay, driving home to Terry that he will never be worthy of friendship or family.<br><br>Ishmael is shocked, angry, and hurt at seeing Terry so many years after high school. After Terry’s apology, however, Ishmael realizes that Terry is hurting and scarred, too. He and Terry become cautious friends. Ishmael wants to help, but Terry is reluctant to trust anyone with his pain, let alone love.<br><br>Can Ishmael and Terry get over their past for a future together?

Remember Me Not, My Love

“You don’t remember your buddies beating me up behind the bleachers senior year, while you just stood there, doing nothing? They called me a ‘faggot’ and ‘cocksucker’? Any of this getting through to you yet?” He stared at me, hands clenched at his sides, furious.


I stumbled backward in shock. No wonder he was familiar. I’d pushed that memory so far down, I’d almost forgotten it. The guy I had wronged. The reason why I came out, if I were honest. Oh hell yes, I remembered.


Chapter 3