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

“Amazing, right?” Mrs. Quintero asked.


“Yes,” I said anyway, just as I witnessed Carrie’s costar push Carrie’s hand away when it came near hers.


“We’re going to stop here for the night,” the director announced. “Before you all rush off, I think Mr. Tucker, here, deserves a standing ovation for the fabric, plywood, and paint he’s arranged for us.”


I wanted to crawl under one of the seats in front of me, despite the questionable state of the carpeting in the room and the fact I would have to fold myself down to about the size of a bed pillow to do so.


“No big deal.” I could feel my face getting red. “Don’t forget to email me with specifics, so we can get you what will be the most useful,” I told Mrs. Q, as most of the kids called her.


Fortunately, twenty teenagers buzzed around her then, like I imagined Patrick’s bees doing with their queen. This offered me a chance to duck out into the lobby, where I hoped I might find him. Carrie joined me.


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