Autumn Fate
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When career military man Blake Whitcomb is injured by shrapnel in Afghanistan he chooses retirement rather than a mundane desk job. With no clear plan for his future and now unable to be as physically active as he would like, Blake agrees to check out a B & B his elderly father inherits in the Pennines, never expecting to stay for more than one season. Five years later he is still there. The winters are dull and rainy but much to his surprise, Blake finds the life a peaceful change, even if it is a bit lonely. He doesn't allow himself to dwell on the loneliness, however, until one rainy autumn evening a knock sounds at the B & B door and an out-of-work musician named Jere enters his quiet world, awakening feelings in Blake that he thought were long dead.
P J Doolittle
With a forty-year history of writing romanticfiction, Georgia native P.J. Doolittle's most recentwork focuses on male/male romance,exploring the dynamics of a new couplegrappling with difficult life challenges
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Autumn Fate - P J Doolittle
Autumn Fate
Chapter One
Blake Drayton awakened as the first gray light of dawn filtered through the window blinds of his bedroom and winced as he swung his feet over the side of the bed. He knew without checking the forecast that it was going to be another damp, dismal day; the ache in his leg told him that. It had been almost ten years since his injury had ended his military career but whenever he felt the pain from where the shrapnel had entered his leg just below the knee, he still missed that life. It had been sheer bad luck that he had been the one person to have been hit when the IED exploded between the vehicle he was riding in and the one before it. The injury hadn't been life-threatening but the damage to the bone made walking for long periods impossible. It had been a choice of taking a desk job or retiring. Knowing he would go stir crazy sitting in an office all day, Blake chose retirement.
He could never have imagined he would end up where he was now, however. He had been at loose ends, too restless to simply relax and enjoy his newfound freedom but physically unable to do any of the things he had formerly loved such as skydiving or long-distance bicycling when his great aunt in Stanhope passed away. For many years Aunt Greta had operated a small guest hotel in the Pennines, and as she had never married Blake's father inherited the hotel. When his father first suggested Blake go up and run the place for a season, Blake balked. What did he, a former career military man, know of the hospitality business? His father talked him round, however, pointing out that he was unable to go up there and care for it himself at his age and that it would give Blake time to decide what his next move in life was going to be.
That had been five years ago, and Blake was still there. He found, much to his amazement, that he liked it. The work was fairly simple, just basic maintenance as there was a lady from Stanhope who came in every day to do the housekeeping, and he found the surroundings peaceful after years of putting himself in danger around the globe. The lodge was called Greta's Retreat and he kept the name in honor of the aunt he'd barely known. It was a half hours walk from a small tourist town, a distance he could easily manage, and though he owned a car he often walked to the store or to the pub for a pint. The climate was a bit of a shock after some of the places where he'd been deployed; it was often damp and cloudy here but even that was oddly appealing after the scorching arid heat of the deserts.
The only part of this life that Blake sometimes found trying was interacting with the guests. Though before his forced retirement, Blake had been an outgoing man, mindless chatter had never appealed to him. The guests were mainly sightseers and hikers, mostly English but with Americans, Europeans, and even Asians in the mix. The hikers were all right, he could relate to their sense of adventure and they were usually younger than his thirty-seven years so they had little interest in sitting around talking. People who came to the area to sightsee were generally older, though, and there were invariably some who felt it was part of his job to provide company as well as a bed and a meal. Three elderly sisters were staying with him presently who had been trying to mother him during the week they had been staying there. They were sweet old things and they meant well but their frequent hints that he should find a wife was getting on his nerves. While in the Army Blake had neither the time nor the inclination to settle down, and now that he did have time the idea still held little interest for him.
Dressed in his customary jeans and a button-up shirt, Blake came downstairs to find Mrs. Prescott already serving breakfast. She had been a dear friend of his aunts and despite her seventy-odd years, she was a tireless hostess and housekeeper. He was eternally grateful to her for distracting the three sisters, but as he poured his coffee and attempted to make his escape from the breakfast room the elder of the sisters waylaid him.
Oh, Mr. Drayton, I didn't see you come in! I was going to seek you out after breakfast.
'Of course you were!' Blake thought to himself while he pasted an interested look on his face and replied, Were you, Miss Morrow? Is there a problem with your room?
No, no,
she assured him, I only wanted to thank you for your hospitality. We've had a wonderful time, but unfortunately, we are leaving this morning.
Blake felt a twinge