Isle Be Home for Christmas
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When he spies the ship still in port while he tends to his Christmas Eve hangover, Justin knows he must manage his expectations. Just because the ship's still here doesn't mean the guy will come ashore, and so what if they do cross paths again? Did they really connect as Justin thinks he remembers, or is that just the beer filling in the blanks? He invents an errand, throws on some clothes, and heads for the dock, figuring there's one way to find out.
Michael P. Thomas
Michael P. Thomas is a former flight attendant whose mid-life career change to 911 operator has shown him that the widespread fear of sharing and receiving love is a real emergency. He writes to spread love and encourage others to do likewise. And a little bit to scare the gay-haters. For more information, visit facebook.com/GoReadMichaelPThomas.
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Isle Be Home for Christmas - Michael P. Thomas
Isle Be Home for Christmas
by Michael P. Thomas
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Copyright 2014 Michael P. Thomas
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Isle Be Home for Christmas
By Michael P. Thomas
If I was looking for a big, square-shouldered American meathead, I’da stayed in America. I live in San Diego, for Heaven’s sake—it’s like the square-shouldered American meathead outlet mall. Any size you want, from Extra Small to Big ‘n’ Tall, available in custom colors: brown-on-brown, red and white, even blue and green, if ink’s your thing.
Mind you, they’re not all quite as grin-happy as the guy wedged behind the little pink wooden table back in the corner of the bar. Not quite as chest-heavy. They certainly don’t all have that dimple in their right cheek that you could do tequila shots out of. He’s sipping a local beer—a Loro Loco, like me—and waiting for his ceviche, which I only know because I was eavesdropping, which I was only doing because I haven’t heard American English outside my own head in the three weeks I’ve been here, and Mister Two Hundred and Forty Pounds of Muscle and Teeth didn’t exactly whisper.
He’s from one of those states that you think of as the Midwest, but you forget they border the South, which would explain the lilt of an accent if you ever looked at a map. I’m from Indiana! He might as well have been carrying a sign.
Not that I care, I remind myself. I’ve done the whole baseball-and-apple-pie scene—hell, my last two exes were named Matt. I swear I dated Matt P. for three weeks before I knew his ball cap even came off, and we’d been having sex since our very first date. No, I came to this island because I’d heard it was hot, sultry, and sticky-wet in December if you went to the right beaches, and that was no weather report.
My latest Matt had never been real big on timing, as our twin misdemeanor convictions for public lewdness in Florida will attest; it should not have come as a shock that he would choose the day my firm restructured me out of a job to announce his intention to run off with the excessively bearded hipster douchebag that prepared his pretentious espresso experience
—which involved cloves and peanut butter or some shit; just get a fucking coffee!—every Saturday morning when we met at the vegan café across the street from his apartment. It was near me, too—didn’t take but ten minutes to walk it—but I walked past three other cafes to get to it, and we never met at any place that was closer to me than to him. He wouldn’t walk three extra blocks to have coffee with me, so he probably wasn’t gonna be much help to me during the stress and mess of a lay-off. Not, just to be clear, that he offered.
After thirteen years in the cubicle zoo, my severance was okay. Not more than I felt I was owed, mind you, but enough that I’d be able to pay my bills and cover