Chapter 11 PERCY I’d love to blame my tossing and turning on the hard ground or that the hot dogs Butch helped me cook over the fire for dinner just aren’t sitting right, but I can’t lie to myself that the real reason I’m staring up at the dark nylon ceiling of my tent,...
PERCY There are dozens of queer bars within walking distance of our apartment— which was one of the main selling points when we were deciding on a place, but Juno picks Crossing Swords tonight for their “Theydies Night’ special. And since I can plant my sore ass at the bar and drink on Juno’s tab...
Chapter 9 PERCY “I should text him and tell him something came up and I can’t come.” I gaze into the depths of my half-packed duffle bag and gnaw on my bottom lip, worrying a little spot of peeling skin until I taste blood....
Chapter 4 PERCY I didn’t think it was possible for my body to hurt this much. I thought exercise was supposed to give you endorphins, not make you feel like you’ve been hit by a bus. I manage to keep a brave face until the last of the students has filed out of the lecture...
Chapter 7 PERCY I tiptoe through the quiet apartment, holding my breath so I won’t wake Juno. Not that it’s a big secret that I’m going to the gym, they were standing right there when I confirmed it with Butch in the wee hours of the morning after eating way too much pizza and having...