Pandemic. Plague. Call it what you will, but it spelled stay-at-home isolation for Leo and his neighbors. Except the new neighbor. Interesting looking but probably not gay and already hauled off to the hospital. That’s how Leo ended up with his cat, and mail, and food packages. A caretaker now, and he doesn’t even know the guy.<br><br>A major storm blows up, and people start piling in: the sick neighbor’s grandson and some other kid. The old lady neighbor with a tree through her roof and her long-lost flame. So much for social distancing, particularly when sex gets into the act.<br><br>Except for poor Leo. Odd man out. Until they decide to spring the sick guy from the hospital. What could possibly go wrong?

Love in Strange Times

“Back in Michigan,” Ed said, “A day like this would have the road covered in ice, too. Remember, Em, that time we took your brother’s Found-on-Road-Dead down the hill with the engine turned off? Sideways it goes! Wheee!”


Leo looked at him like he wanted Ed to move farther away from the wheel. Em was laughing. Every time she leaned forward the boys’ shoulders touched behind her and Leo just knew there was hanky-panky going on.


Leland laughed too. “We always called Fords Fix or Repair Daily but that’s a good one too!”


Em added, “We couldn’t have done it if we’d been sober!” and laughed hysterically.


Ed again, “Was it a possum or a raccoon we ran over?”


Leo, in spite of himself, “You didn’t have to run them over if you had a good hound dog!”  14: Everybody Must Get Laid


Chapter 11