Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Equality (Dublin Virtues #2) Available for Early Download


Equality Matters

Okay, I’m going to be honest, and make myself somewhat vulnerable in the process, this book, Equality, is very close to my heart.

Obviously, you’ll find some part of me in every book I’ve written and every story I’m yet to write. But Equality is different. The connection I feel to this book goes deeper.

I was present while the back story in Equality, the Irish marriage equality referendum, took place. I sat here, in the same chair I’m sitting in now, shouting at the radio when those who supported a no-vote got their five minutes of airtime.

And I cursed the fact that I had to work the day the count took place and the result would be announced. In the end the official announcement wasn’t made until after I was home again, but that didn’t stop me from having Twitter and several news websites open on my work computer all day.

Why was I so invested in the result,you ask?

It’s a good question.

I had nothing to win or lose that day. The outcome of that referendum wasn’t going to make a real change in my life one way or another. Except that the yes-majority we ended up with meant that my world had gotten a bit more equal than it had been only twenty-four hours earlier. Except that yet another barrier between people had been torn away.
In the book Lorcan, reluctantly, makes a speech in front of a potentially hostile audience, part of which I’ll share here.

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“I realize this isn’t a comfortable subject for most of you. Trust me, it isn’t easy for me, either. It never was.” Lorcan paused, as if he wasn’t sure how to go on, and for a moment Eric was convinced he was about to step away from the microphone and sit down again. Eric imagined he could hear Lorcan’s deep sigh before he continued. “You’re being asked to vote in favor of something you’ve always been told is wrong. Most of you are certain people like me are an abomination in the eyes of God.”

Eric saw several people nod in agreement.

“But don’t you feel that thinking along those lines amounts to accusing God of making countless mistakes? God, we’ve been told, is almighty. God is infallible. If that is true, then why are gay children being born every day? Because believe me when I say that none of us woke up one morning and decided to be gay out of spite, or out of some deep-rooted desire to be different. Far from it. When I first realized I was attracted to men, I hated myself. I didn’t want to be the odd one out. All I desired was to be the same as everybody else—to fit in. And I don’t. I can’t begin to explain how much it hurts when you’re being treated as different, less than others, just because you were born a certain way.”

Lorcan paused again and Eric braced himself, convinced someone in the audience would start heckling any moment, but silence reigned supreme. Eric didn’t think it would have been his approach, but maybe honest and vulnerable was the way to win over the crowd.

“We’re not asking for special treatment. All we want is to be treated the same way as you. This vote isn’t about whether or not you understand or approve of homosexuality. It has nothing to do with raising and adopting children. All a Yes vote would ensure is that we will be a little bit less separate from the rest of society. We just want to be equal. Nothing is going to change for you. Your marriages will still be as good or as bad as they are right now—your weddings still as lavish or as simple as you want them to be. Voting Yes won’t cost you anything and will give so very much.”

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Many, if not all, of the arguments Lorcan uses in his speech have been spoken by me on more than one occasion during the run-up to the referendum and since.

Because all those arguments unfortunately still need to be heard. There are still far more countries without marriage equality than countries in which it has been established. In Chechnya gay men are being rounded up and transported to what can only be described as concentration camps. There’s the current situation in America where Republicans appear to be falling all over themselves to reverse equality laws, while they have a complete majority and a president who… Okay, I won’t go there right now. Just as I’ll refrain from diving head first into a diatribe against the constantly erupting shit-storms on social media, much as they break my heart and enrage me.

This book is close to my heart because I can’t believe in anything but ‘Equality’. I don’t want to be faced with a constant struggle of ‘them’ versus ‘us’. I want to live in a world where all of us only need one label: human. A world in which every person can be their own, individual, and unique self. A world in which ‘Equality’ encompasses all, without exception.

And that’s why both Equality and this post are far more personal than I’m strictly comfortable with.


About the book



Love is love. But what if the fight for equality gets in the way of building a relationship?

Lorcan Barrett has never considered himself relationship material. After his parents made it perfectly clear they’d never welcome a partner of his into their home, he learned to love his own company and now can’t imagine sharing his life with another. After a single passionate kiss with Eric Kavanagh—the night before he travels to Canada for three months—Lorcan’s no longer sure he wants to be on his own. The problem is, he has no idea what sharing his life with someone else might entail.

Eric Kavanagh grew up in a loving and supportive family and had always assumed he’d end up in a committed relationship. Sure that he’s found the one, Eric doesn’t worry about the fact that Lorcan has no experience when it comes to love and relationships. They are good together, so what could possibly go wrong?

When both men get involved in the marriage equality referendum in Ireland, it appears to bring them even closer together, until Lorcan’s insecurities get the upper hand and he shuts Eric out. Will the fight for a Yes vote cost them their relationship, or will they be able to find a balance between the love they share and the need for equality?

Publisher: Pride Publishing
Cover Artist: Emmy Ellis
Early Download Release: April 25, 2017
General Release: May 23, 2017
Buy Link: Pride Publishing
Pre-order Links: Amazon US| Amazon UK








Monday, 24 April 2017

Monday Flash Fics - Reunion


Reunion

Oh. My. God. It’s a miracle. He’s here. I can see him … touch him.

Josh resisted the urge to pinch himself and just luxuriated in the moment. He’d dreamed about this. He’d prayed. He’d begged; made bargains with a deity he couldn’t put a name to, in the hope that the impossible might happen. And now it had.

Josh sought Preston’s lips and revelled in the long missed but not forgotten taste. How had he managed without this, without Preston? How would he go on from here?

He ground against Preston and his heart sang as soon as he felt his hard length against his own. He longed to remove the fabric between them, but he wasn’t willing to risk disturbing whatever force had brought them here … together. The heat coursing through his being, the sensual strokes of Preston’s tongue against his own, the intimacy, the illusion of belonging; rational thought didn’t stand a chance against the heady combination.

I’m so close.

It was difficult not to shout the words, but the moment was too fragile to disturb with loud noises, so he held on them, entangled them with the love that had never died and stored them away—for future reference.

Preston moved along with him, seeking his own friction and climax. Josh remembered those frowns so very well. He’d always forced himself to keep his eyes open when making love with Preston. The way he bit his lips, the soft moans and curses fleeing from his mouth on faint sighs. Josh used to live for the moments he could make Preston forget himself and his surroundings, and wanted nothing more than to be able to do so again.

Preston’s movements became erratic as he pressed closer. Josh’s own need was almost unbearable, but he held on with a strength he hadn’t known he possessed. This might never happen again. It had to be perfect.

He recognized the moment Preston’s orgasm hit him, drinking in the sight as his body tensed and subsequently became boneless. Then he was there too, but this was an orgasm unlike anything he’d experienced before. It was as if he was being turned inside out, as if all that he was—had been, could have been—every emotion he’d ever felt, the essence of his being, were all pouring out of him.

Preston’s lashes fluttered.

Josh stared down at his soul mate, willing him to open his eyes and see him.

The deep brown irises were as beautiful they’d ever been.

“That was the most wonderful dream.” Preston stretched, then pushed himself up. “If only it could have been…” He frowned at his damp crotch as soon as he stood, touching it before studying his surroundings. The hope that had momentarily lit up his face vanished to be replaced by grief.

Josh knew he was fading; the tears falling from his eyes as immaterial as he was.

So close and yet a lifetime away.

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492 words


It has been a while, but it’s good to be back. More stories based on the same image can as always be found in the Monday Flash Fics group on Facebook. 

Sunday, 23 April 2017

A Happy World Book Day Giveaway



I’m a huge fan and supporter of World Book Day. I’ve been a reader for as long as I can remember. For the last ten years I have been lucky enough to work in a library, and I also write books. If you take that to mean that my life more or less revolves around books, you wouldn’t be far from the truth.

In the past I have officially signed up for World Book Day events, and I thoroughly enjoyed giving away copies of first ‘The Book Thief’ by Markus Zusak and subsequently ‘The Blind Assassin’ by Margaret Atwood.

This year I didn’t sign up, but allowing the day to pass without doing something book related just doesn’t feel right, so I’ve decided to run a flash giveaway.

This Tuesday Equality, the second book in the Dublin Virtues Trilogy, will become available for early download on the Pride Publishing website, but I’m giving away one e-copy today. In order to enter, just leave a comment below telling me why you love books and/or why equality is important to you. I will be picking a winner at midnight (Irish time) tonight.

What’s the book about, you ask?



Love is love. But what if the fight for equality gets in the way of building a relationship?

Lorcan Barrett has never considered himself relationship material. After his parents made it perfectly clear they’d never welcome a partner of his into their home, he learned to love his own company and now can’t imagine sharing his life with another. After a single passionate kiss with Eric Kavanagh—the night before he travels to Canada for three months—Lorcan’s no longer sure he wants to be on his own. The problem is, he has no idea what sharing his life with someone else might entail.

Eric Kavanagh grew up in a loving and supportive family and had always assumed he’d end up in a committed relationship. Sure that he’s found the one, Eric doesn’t worry about the fact that Lorcan has no experience when it comes to love and relationships. They are good together, so what could possibly go wrong?

When both men get involved in the marriage equality referendum in Ireland, it appears to bring them even closer together, until Lorcan’s insecurities get the upper hand and he shuts Eric out. Will the fight for a Yes vote cost them their relationship, or will they be able to find a balance between the love they share and the need for equality?

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So if you’d like to get your hands on this story twenty-four hours before anybody else can, start commenting below now. And don’t forget to leave a contact email address and your preferred format (E-pub or PDF).

Good luck!


Wednesday, 12 April 2017

Equality (Dublin Virtues #2) – Available for Pre-Order



It seems like only days have passed since Patience released but nevertheless it is time to announce that book two in the Dublin Virtues trilogy is now up for pre-order.

Before I get into links and release dates, let me tell you what the story is about.

Blurb

Love is love. But what if the fight for equality gets in the way of building a relationship?

Lorcan Barrett has never considered himself relationship material. After his parents made it perfectly clear they’d never welcome a partner of his into their home, he learned to love his own company and now can’t imagine sharing his life with another. After a single passionate kiss with Eric Kavanagh—the night before he travels to Canada for three months—Lorcan’s no longer sure he wants to be on his own. The problem is, he has no idea what sharing his life with someone else might entail.

Eric Kavanagh grew up in a loving and supportive family and had always assumed he’d end up in a committed relationship. Sure that he’s found the one, Eric doesn’t worry about the fact that Lorcan has no experience when it comes to love and relationships. They are good together, so what could possibly go wrong?

When both men get involved in the marriage equality referendum in Ireland, it appears to bring them even closer together, until Lorcan’s insecurities get the upper hand and he shuts Eric out. Will the fight for a Yes vote cost them their relationship, or will they be able to find a balance between the love they share and the need for equality?



And, if you’d like to know more, you can find an excerpt of chapter one here: Pride Publishing.

The release dates for Equality are as follows:
April 25th: Early Download Release on the Pride Publishing website
May 23th: General Release

Pre-order links:  Pride Publishing | Amazon US | Amazon UK



Monday, 27 March 2017

Introducing the Dublin Virtues Trilogy

The Dublin Virtues Trilogy



Tomorrow is the general release day for Patience, the first title in my Dublin Virtues trilogy, and this feels like as good a reason as any to share the release schedule for the whole series. The books will be released in quick succession, so hang on to your hats. But first, in case you haven’t seen it yet, here’s the blurb for Patience:

Patience is a virtue. But what if you wait too long?

While Xander Ekman’s dream of becoming a successful artist has come true, his love life has gone from bad to worse. Sick of the endless string of one-night stands, he accepts the challenge when his best friend, Erik, bets him that he can’t be celibate for a month. Now all he needs is a reminder to keep his distance in the heat of the moment.

Troy Moriarty doesn’t have time for love. He’s too busy trying to keep his recently opened tattoo parlor afloat. Besides, ever since the man who was supposed to be his business partner abandoned him to run the shop on his own, he has a hard time trusting others.

When Xander turns to Troy for a tattoo that will remind him to be patient, the attraction is instant. But faced with Xander’s month of celibacy, Troy’s trust issues, and a nemesis lurking in the background, their relationship may be doomed before it has a chance to begin.

If the above has made you curious, you can read an excerpt on the Pride Publishing Website: Patience. And in case that isn’t enough for you, I’ve shared part of the second chapter on my website: The Way She Writes.

The blog tour for Patience has already started, but here’s what the rest of the schedule looks like:


Over the next three months the two sequels, Equality and Renewal will become available as follows:

April 25: Equality – Early Download
May 23: Equality – General Release & Renewal Early Download
June 20: Renewal – General Release.

And just because I couldn’t resist, here’s a banner featuring all three covers. You’ll have to wait for the official reveals and blurbs a bit longer I’m afraid.

I hope I’ve whetted your appetite and you’ll check out my lads. If you do, I’d love to hear what you think. Happy reading.


Patience buy links: Pride Publishing | Amazon | Amazon UK | B&N



Tuesday, 28 February 2017

The End of my Patience - Early Download Available


And so it begins.

As from today my new book, Patience, is available exclusively on the Pride Publishing website. If you prefer to buy your books from one of the other online retailers I’m afraid you’ll have to wait another four weeks. For those who can’t contain their excitement and don’t want to wait for this first title in the Dublin Virtues Trilogy, I’ve left a buy link at the bottom of this post.

Patience also received it first review and rating today; five nipple-rings no less J Hop on over to the Bike Book Reviews site if you’re curious what Rebecca B Mattocks had to say and don’t forget to enter the giveaway while you’re there: review.

The Pride Publishing website gives you the opportunity to read an excerpt from the first chapter of Patience, introducing Xander, one of the main characters. Because I don’t want Troy, his counterpart, to feel left out, I’ll share the start of chapter two below.

Blurb

Patience is a virtue. But what if you wait too long?

While Xander Ekman’s dream of becoming a successful artist has come true, his love life has gone from bad to worse. Sick of the endless string of one-night stands, he accepts the challenge when his best friend, Erik, bets him that he can’t be celibate for a month. Now all he needs is a reminder to keep his distance in the heat of the moment.

Troy Moriarty doesn’t have time for love. He’s too busy trying to keep his recently opened tattoo parlor afloat. Besides, ever since the man who was supposed to be his business partner abandoned him to run the shop on his own, he has a hard time trusting others.

When Xander turns to Troy for a tattoo that will remind him to be patient, the attraction is instant. But faced with Xander’s month of celibacy, Troy’s trust issues, and a nemesis lurking in the background, their relationship may be doomed before it has a chance to begin.



Excerpt

When Troy Moriarty woke up at half past six in the morning it took him a moment before he realized where he was. He turned over toward the streak of light entering his room through the narrow gap between the curtain and the windowsill. Every morning over the past three months had been the same. Somehow, he still hadn’t wrapped his head around the fact that he lived here, in the rooms he’d never intended to be anything except possible expansion areas for his business.
He turned over again and stretched. He might as well get up and start the day. Now that he was awake and once again obsessing about the recent past, chances of getting an extra hour of sleep were slim to none.
As the water from the showerhead finished the process of waking him up, Troy cast his mind back to everything that had happened over the past year for what had to be the umpteenth time. Less than a year ago it had all looked so promising, he mused as he massaged shampoo into his hair. He’d been working in a large and popular tattoo parlor in the center of Dublin but had become more restless by the day. The policies of the place had increasingly eaten away at his love for the job. His creativity had been stifled there and he hadn’t been the only one who had felt that way. The memory was as vivid in his mind as if it had happened a week ago. That day he’d been having lunch with Shane, another artist working in the same shop. Shane had spent almost the full hour of their break complaining because their boss had once again vetoed a tattoo he’d designed.

‘I’ve had enough of this fucking shit,’ Shane grumbled. ‘I want to do my own stuff, not just the pictures in the books or the images Himself comes up with.’
Troy nodded. Designing tattoos wasn’t his strong point. He was far better at the actual applying of them, but he recognized Shane’s frustration all too well. Himself, also known as their boss, was constantly looking over everybody’s shoulder. Giving advice where none was needed, making corrections and suggestions where nothing was wrong. ‘What can we do about it? There’s no guarantee another parlor wouldn’t have the same policies and that’s even if they’d take us on. You know how close and incestuous our professional world is. If we leave this job, they might not hire us elsewhere. We’d end up with a reputation as troublemakers.’
‘Right.’ Shane seemed encouraged rather than disappointed by Troy’s words. ‘That’s why we should start for ourselves. Between your skills with the iron and my drawings, we should have no trouble turning a place of our own into a success.’

At the time, Troy had laughed and refused to take the idea seriously, but a few weeks later, they’d been drawing up plans, making calculations, and before Troy realized exactly what he was doing, they’d resigned from their jobs. Stupid infatuation.
He closed his eyes and allowed the water to fall on his head and wash down his body while he wondered whether Shane had always been a dick and he’d just missed the signs, or if the fact that he’d been attracted to Shane had clouded his judgment. One thing he was sure of, though. From now on he’d never allow somebody else to rush him into a decision and he wouldn’t be quick to trust or depend on others again, either. There were only two people in the world he would trust from now on—himself and his best friend, Lorcan.
Troy stepped out of the shower, dried himself and threw on some clothes. A long-sleeved T-shirt covered most of the art on his left arm and shoulder. It didn’t make sense for a tattoo artist to hide his own tats but the shop got cold during the day and the heating just wasn’t up to the job. Yet another thing to worry about considering it was only late October now. He had no idea what he’d do if Ireland experienced a bad winter.
As he sat down on the edge of his bed to tie his laces, Troy reflected he should have known something was wrong when Shane had asked him to go and sign the lease on this place on his own. Shane had made a plausible enough excuse at the time, and Troy hadn’t been worried when his supposed business partner said he’d add his signature at a later date. More fool me. Troy could forgive himself for that first oversight. He’d always tried to see the best in people. It just hadn’t been in his nature to be suspicious about people’s motives. I won’t be falling into that trap again. He was far more upset that he’d still refused to see the warning signs when Shane had also left it to him to buy the equipment and furnishings they needed.
Troy stared at the kettle as it heated the water for his first cup of coffee. These thoughts were by now as much part of his morning routine as the shower and caffeine.
Two days before their tattoo parlor was to open, Shane had dropped his bombshell.

‘Troy, bud. You won’t believe the opportunity I’ve been given.’ Excitement made Shane’s eyes shine.
‘What happened? Well, don’t keep me hanging.’ It had been hard not to get swept up in Shane’s obvious elation.
‘I’ve been chatting with this artist in Florida for months.’ Shane grinned widely as the first flicker of unease erupted in Troy’s stomach.
‘He’s so fucking cool, man. Anyway, a while ago I showed him a few of my designs and he loved them.’ Shane grinned. ‘Fucking deadly, man. He even used one of them.’
‘Nice one. Good for you.’ Troy hesitated before asking the question he already suspected he didn’t want to hear the answer to. ‘So, why are you telling me now? Will you be doing more designs for this man? Is it going to interfere with Pins & Needles?’

Anger coursed through Troy’s veins, as if only an hour had passed since the conversation rather than several months. While he poured boiled water on top of the granules in his cup and stirred, he could almost see Shane’s guilt-free expression as he’d explained he wouldn’t be working with Troy at all, never mind be a partner in their business, because he’d accepted a job offer from the artist in Florida.
He sipped his coffee while listening to the news on the radio and putting some bread in the toaster. Inevitably, Troy’s thoughts returned to Shane. None of it would have hurt as much as it did if he hadn’t been attracted to Shane. Looking back, Troy realized Shane might well have used that against him. Casual flirtations without ever acting on them had kept Troy fascinated and focused on what might be, rather than the reality. He hated himself for the hope he’d harbored that going into business with Shane might lead to a further mingling of their lives.
Resignation and a dull anger—nothing like the hot fury he’d experienced until recently—coursed through him as he buttered his toast. He still wasn’t sure when exactly Shane had started thinking about moving to America. Had Troy and the new parlor only been a back-up plan? Troy hadn’t asked. It wouldn’t have made a difference either way. The result was the same, whether Shane had planned it that way or not—Troy found himself struggling to run Pins & Needles on his own.

Book information



Length: 170 pages / 62945 words
ISBN: 978-1-78651-536-0
Buy link: Pride
Pre-order links: Amazon | Amazon UK | B&N



Monday, 27 February 2017

Monday Flash Fics - Darby


Darby

Well, that’s a coincidence.

Whatever he’d expected to see when he walked into a tattoo parlour, it hadn’t been two men engaged in a deep and, if appearances were anything to go by, passionate kiss. Momentarily torn between leaving again and making his presence known, Kyle shuffled his feet.

The man with his back to Kyle broke the kiss and glanced over his shoulder, a shocked expression crossing his face as soon as he spotted him.

“Shit. I’m sorry. We sorta forgot where we were I guess. What can I do for you?” The slight blush on the man’s face made him more, rather than less, attractive.

“I wonder if you’ve time to set a tattoo for me.”

“Sure, what do you have in mind?” The man stepped away from his kissing partner.

“I’ve got the design I want right here.” Kyle pulled his wallet and extracted a piece of paper featuring a dragon, peeking at it before handing it over.

That’s Darby, isn’t it? It took the man, all of two seconds to recognise the creature. “I loved that game when I was younger.”

“So did we,” Kyle said. “Darby the Dragon™ comes with lots of very special memories for me.” He hated that he couldn’t keep the sad tone out of his voice.

The man studied him for a moment then led him to a chair. “Sit down and relax. I’ll be with you in a few minutes.”

Kyle did as told. The headrest felt comfortable and he closed his eyes, fighting the images clamouring for his attention, determined to break him.

When something pressed against his collarbone he returned to his surroundings only to look away and turn his head as soon as the tattooist started his gun and proceeded the work.

“What’s your best memory about playing the game?”

The question took Kyle by surprise. He didn’t look at the man as he answered. “Playing it with my twin brother.” He couldn’t help himself, the words tumbled from his lips. “We used to do everything together until two weeks ago.” A tear escaped from his still closed eyes.

If the artist noticed his display of emotion, Kyle was unaware of it. The tattoo gun continued its assault on his skin, every painful prick welcomed and treasured.

“What happened two weeks ago?” the man asked. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, of course.” His voice was soft, almost hypnotic.

“He came out to our parents.” Kyle swallowed hard. “They gave him fifteen minutes to pack his bags. I was in work when it happened. When I came home he was gone.”

He opened his eyes and turned to face Troy. “I want that dragon rainbow coloured.”

“You came to the right parlour then.” The tattooist smiled kindly. “Is this a show of support for your brother?”

“They haven’t asked me the question.” Kyle said. “I guess it’s a ‘don’t ask don’t tell’ situation.” Pain and anger stabbed at him with much more force than the tattoo gun ever could. “I guess it won’t be much longer before they’ll realize they’ve lost both their sons.”

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522 words

I have to admit to being somewhat sneaky this week. Tomorrow my new book Patience will become available for early download on the Pride Publishing website. One of the main characters in that story happens to own a tattoo parlour in Dublin. While the setting and characters in my flash are not related to those in Patience, I had to take advantage of this minor promo opportunity. I do hope you’ll forgive me and that you’ve enjoyed the story.


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Monday, 20 February 2017

Monday Flash Fics - Horse Power


Horse Power

I slowly exhale as the truck drives away. I’m still not sure how I kept my cool. If I never find myself in the company of four angry men carrying rifles and guns again, it will be too soon. Anger flushes through me as I recall how they systematically searched my house, the stables, and finally the grounds, sure in the knowledge there was nothing I could do to stop them. Four of them against one of me. Still, they left empty handed. The last laugh is on me.

I hurry back to coral, a grin spreading across my face as I see the horses grouped together around a collection of hay bales, arranged to form a square on the frozen ground. I can’t remember ever seeing them huddled together so closely. They’re not usually this tolerant of each other either, but for once there’s no pushing and shoving or snarling at one another.

It was them who got agitated and thus warned us when the car approached, buying us the time needed to put down the hay. I didn’t believe our hasty construction would provide enough protection from inquisitive eyes, but with my beauties creating a solid wall of horse, Roger had been invisible.

Like the Red Sea they part as I approach. I step over a bale and look down.

“It’s safe, you can get up now.”

“Are you sure?” Roger looks up at me but makes no move to raise himself from the ground. He must be freezing. He’s been lying here for forty-five minutes at least.

“Yes. You can stop worrying. They were disgusted when they left. Apparently they’d been very sure they’d find you here and had no idea where to take their search next. I’d be surprised if we see them again.”

“They’ll kill me when they find me.”

It breaks my heart that he doesn’t sound angry or even afraid. All I hear in his voice is resignation, as if his fate has been sealed. And I’m not sure what to say.

“The horses….” There’s wonder in his voice. “They were so close. And they never touched the hay. They leant over the barrier and put their noses as close to me as they could without touching me. As if they knew I was cold. As if they wanted to keep me warm.”

I look at my horses, studying them one by one. I can neither remember nor imagine a life without them. I’ve always felt connected to them. Until now I didn’t realise the bond is mutual. And suddenly I know exactly which words to use. I cup his head with my hands and rest my forehead against his.

“You’re not alone.” I press my lips against his for a fleeting moment. “We’ll….” I gesture towards the herd before taking hold of Roger again. “We’ll always have your back, surround and protect you. Always!”

“But….” He falters. “They’ve got guns.”

“No buts. You’re safe here. We’ve got horse power.”

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497 words this week, and compared to the past few weeks, a relatively bright story. I do hope you enjoyed it. Others flashes inspired by this story can be found on the Monday Flash Fics page. Please join us there.