Tate D’Angelo always thought he knew who his father was: beloved doctor, devoted husband and father ... Everyone at the funeral shared the same glowing stories of a kind soul. So when his father’s old college buddy, Randy, approaches him after the service, Tate expects to hear echoes of the same.<br><br>Instead, he gets a lifetime’s worth of letters that tell a different tale and cause him to view his father -- and his family -- in a whole new light.<br><br>The truth, about a secret romance kept buried for decades, astonishes him. Overwhelmed by grief and confusion, Tate’s unsure if he can bear learning how the lives of two men entwined over the years, but he reads on anyway, discovering more to value, more to respect, and most importantly, more to love about the man who raised him.

Family Obligations

Gin did feel bad about the state in which they were leaving the cabin. They hadn’t set out to destroy the place, and he’d definitely seen places in worse condition than they were leaving it. The broken spring could have been avoided if they’d kept their hands to themselves—it wasn’t like the bed was designed for more than one person. They washed up as best they could, but they didn’t have soap and they didn’t have any means of carrying out their trash. Gin carried it about a mile away through the ice, to deter scavengers, and returned to the cabin.


It felt good to move again, to use his abilities again. He hadn’t gone two days without using his abilities since they’d manifested, since he stopped being Joe and became Gin. It felt like moving an immobilized limb. The ice seeped back into him, putting everything back into its proper place.


Chapter 17