Chapter 8 LYRIC I thread my fingers between Yuri’s so I don’t lose him in the dark. The light from the bonfire is a flickering dot in the distance and the half moon overhead doesn’t help much. I know the way though....
Chapter 7 LYRIC The sand is soft between my toes and the sun is shining. A moment this perfect calls for a celebration. I pluck the joint from behind my ear, slip it between my lips, and fish the lighter out of my pocket....
Chapter 19 YURI The Sand Bar is even more packed than usual, and the atmosphere is loud and rowdy. My ears are ringing from all the noise and my face went numb an hour ago from the polite smile I’ve pasted on and refused to let slip....
Chapter 16 LYRIC I drum my fingers on the refrigerator door to the beat of a song I can’t remember the lyrics to, or the title of for that matter, but I remember the rhythm and that’s all that matters right now....
Chapter 6 YURI I usually put a lot more thought into things like this. A pro/con list wouldn’t be out of the question, or at least a few minutes to consider the possible ramifications and whether they would be worth it. But for the first time in my life,...