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

“Goose.” I pointed out the piece of masking tape with my name written in red marker. “This is my locker.” Why was I introducing Patrick to an inanimate object? I supposed it was because I was nervous, still.


“Hello,” he said to it. “It’s cool it has the same name as you.” Patrick’s silliness was one of many things I adored about him.


“I keep it pretty well stocked,” I said as I opened the door. “Clean towels, some clothes, toothbrush, and all that stuff. I never knew when I might want to make a quick getaway or hide out a while.”


A caress against my cheek was Patrick’s only response. It made me shiver again, that and my soaking wet Batman outfit. “We’re not doing a good job making you feel all toasty,” he said then. “Hot water. Now.”


“You, too.” I took his hand. “Come on.”


We stripped down in silence. Once naked, Patrick allowed me to remove his glasses to set them on the counter beside the sink.


Chapter 85