Until he crashlands on the Wynne Farm near St Anne, Alderney, Edmund Bolton will have insisted the most prudent thing about himself is his medical degree and his willingness to fight fascists. But of course it’s that island, and that farm – and that family.

Aidan Wynne is tortured by the shame of others and tormented by a freedom he feels he can never possess. Until the handsome military doctor with far too much understanding and far too little self-preservation comes to turn his life on its head.

The war makes fighters of all affected, but none so much as the lovers and those who must love quietly. Often, the fray has less to do with weaponry and bloodshed, and everything to do with keeping tame a passion that seeks to send the world up in flames without burning oneself up in the process.

”Once more into the fray,
into the last good fight I’ll ever know.
Live and die on this day,
live and die on this day.”

Fray is created by Li Walt, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

FRay

He makes it to the men’s room right as the last of the air leaves his lungs and he crumples into a heap against the basins. The hole in Edmund’s chest makes him want to cry out in torturous agony, but the sound sticks in his throat, his lungs refusing to inflate to power the sound. 


His beautiful, wonderful, sweet, exquisite Aidan. 


In Edmund’s mind, the graceful upward curve of Aidan’s arms is reminiscent of the wings of an angel, flawless in their divinity – and Edmund cannot breathe at the thought. 


His throat is closing up as the hole where his heart once was appears to tear bigger and bigger, destroying his lungs and blocking his throat. His mind is sent into a dizzying spin and his vision tunnels into blackness. The opening of the heavy washroom door can only be noted through feeling, as even Edmund’s hearing has forsook him. 


Chapter 34: When I fall in love, it will be forever.