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

Once the bridge looked near completion, I decided to forgo the snack. What good were crackers without cheese, anyway? I thought it best to follow the bank of the river back toward where I’d started, to see if I could reconnect with Rip and my rightful battalion. I wanted to say goodbye to my new buddy first, though, but I couldn’t find him in the crowd.


Eh, I figured someone would have a record of the different groups somewhere. I could search him out later, on Facebook or Instagram.


Looking for the Civil War Reenactor I Floated Down the Tennessee River with in a Pontoon. There was a Craigslist Missed Opportunity gay sex ad headline one didn’t see every dayI couldn’t wait to write it.


The smart thing to do currently was to take off, I knew, even if exhaustion was willing me to rest first. I didn’t immediately know how long we’d been at our little game, but it felt like hours of running, floating, dragging pontoons, and ducking bullets. This shit was no joke.


Chapter 16