Sometimes things aren't how we want them to be. I want summer to arrive already because this ridiculous rain is annoying. And I want all the words to come quickly.
That's not too demanding, is it?
Either way, I'm determined to keep bringing you these early Island chapters. The newsletter subs will start getting them every two weeks from July 1st. By then you'll be way ahead of the game and you can tease them all 😂
Last time we saw Gabe on the ferry about to arrive at the island. Who's going to pick him up?
Keep on reading to find out!
What do you do when your best friend asks you to pick up his little brother from the ferry terminal while he, his two husbands and father prepare for the welcome home party of the year?
You say yes, of course.
So that's what I did. Like the best friend that I was.
Even when the thought of seeing Gabe for the first time in two years unsettled me more than I cared to admit.
It was probably a good idea to get it out of the way sooner rather than later. He’d get off the ferry, we’d share an awkward hug, he’d pretend he didn’t know about the surprise party, I’d pretend I hadn’t missed him every single day of the last two years, and we’d make awkward conversation all the way home.
The home he shared with his dad. The place I’d also called home for the last two years. The reason I couldn’t allow myself to think about Gabe as anything other than my best friend’s younger brother. No matter how differently I may have behaved two years ago.