From a tiny acorn grows a mighty oak, so it is with love. Undaunted by rain, snow, thunder and lighting, and even a tornado, Goose and Patrick weathered many storms from first meeting to marriage. By their side through it all, Jefferson and Calvin shared their own love story as Goose and Patrick’s guides through the present and the past and their guardian angels in Heaven and on Earth. Contains the stories: Ghost Writer: Goose is finally allowing himself to feel something again, something like love. He and Jefferson have both been through a lot, war and escaping their abusive exes. There are two problems, though. Jefferson belongs to someone else, and he’s a ghost. While Goose tries to save a tree planted by Jefferson’s lover over a hundred years ago, Jefferson tries to heal Goose’s heart, broken far too long. Snowed In: Goose and Patrick: Four men, two in this realm and two in another, fight all sorts of obstacles, including war, separation, family dysfunction, racial prejudice, homophobia, and their own inner demons to fall in love and explore or recapture their sexuality. Each pair, from this century and one in the past, help the other along the way. Nine Minutes in Heaven: Goose’s lover Patrick ends up on one side of the light, with Jefferson and Calvin. Goose’s family and his dog, Wilbur, are on this side. When Goose is seriously injured and faced with a choice between Heaven and Earth, he finds the decision impossible to make, which could result in him being stuck somewhere in between. Ghosts of Honor: Goose and Patrick have weathered many storms, literally, a massive blizzard and figuratively, death. Will a tornado on their wedding day, a group of ghostly crashers, Goose’s distraction, and Patrick’s lingering emotional pain after the attack be too much to make it through this time?

Weathering the Storms Box Set

“One chases the miss and the other missed the chaise.”


I didn’t get it. The only chaise I knew was a chair, a lounge chair. What did that have to do with a baby carriage?


Siri helped explain the riddle, by informing me a chaise was a horse drawn vehicle, often one built for two, with a folding top.


Duh. Maybe I did need sleep. The whole thing was in the setup. The joke was cute, and Jefferson making Calvin smile made me smile, too.


Tonight, when no one was watching, Calvin held my hand.


Aww. Yay. My heart went pitter-pat for Jefferson.


I have grown to adore him more and more with each passing day, each passing hour. No words were needed between us to know something was building, something like love. He whispers we shall kiss someday. I’m impatient and ask why not now?


“Soon,” is what he tells me. “Soon.”


We find an acorn while walking a day later, a rarity the squirrels have not stowed away for a winter ahead.


Chapter 10