I’ve decided to post this one in parts, because it will be so long overall. This part focuses on Quint/Theo and Seb/Zain, but the triad will be featured as well in the next part, so I’m tagging with all of them.
I sighed and jogged my knee up and down. Slouching in my chair, I stretched my foot out across the aisle until I could poke Seb’s shin with my toes. He looked up from his book, rolled his eyes, and went back to reading. Next to him, Quint was also peacefully absorbed in a book. A voice droned over the PA. Likely announcing the next flight to board. It wouldn’t be ours.
I sighed again.
Continue reading “The Disney Diaries – Part One: Marathon Weekend”
Rain pattered against the bus window in a slow tempo. The rivulets of water blurred my view of the town beyond the glass, but I could make out the wreaths decorating each lamppost. The same wreaths appeared on the same lampposts every year around Christmastime. In another few weeks, lights would be wrapped around the skeletal trees that lined the street. I missed the cheer they brought.
Continue reading “A Platt Family Thanksgiving”
Takes place a couple of weeks after Anchors Aweigh (and I promise I will update the timeline page soon!)
Justine & Brian Group Text
Brian: Meeting rescheduled. Bradley, if you’re done with homework, I have time for a game of pool.
Bradley: Meet you there in five
Justine: Whip his ass for me
Brian: Which of us are you talking to?
Justine: Bradley. Obviously…
Justine: And if he does I’ll send him a special pic as a prize
Bradley: I’ll try my best, my lady
Continue reading “Learning the Ropes”
Note: Takes place at some point during their first year in Hawaii. (Probably in October?) Many thanks to JL for giving it a better title!
Looking up at the blanket of the universe overhead, I let out a sigh of pure contentment. Was there ever going to be a more perfect moment than this, laying on our roof with the sound of waves crashing against our seawall, a gentle ocean breeze blowing, and my boy snuggled up to my side, completely relaxed? I wanted it to last forever. Softly, I started to whistle When You Wish Upon a Star.
Seb smacked me. “Don’t!”
Continue reading “When You Whistle Upon a Star”
It was one of those days where I met Theo in Washington Square after my classes and sat on a bench sketching passersby while I watched him and Jagger perform until it was time to go home for dinner. I like the diversity of the people who filter through. They give me practice in all different styles and body types. Among the mélange that afternoon, one person stood out.
Continue reading “Just Between Us Squirrel Friends…”
Note: This is a flashback, taking place several months after Unmellow Yellow. Title is from a Phillip Phillips song.
“Honolulu Endocrinology, Sam speaking. How may I help you?”
“Hi. Um, I have an appointment later today, but I need to cancel it.”
“Seb McKenna Crews.”
Continue reading “Share Your Silence and Unpack Your Heart”
The necklace shimmered in the window display, the afternoon sun playing along the length of its gold chain. That wasn’t why it caught Bradley’s eye, though. It was the shape of the opal pendant. An anchor. He stopped on the sidewalk.
Justine liked anchors. She had a small tattoo of one low on her right abdomen, just above the crease of her thigh meeting her hip. He’d only seen it once, in a Snapchat video she’d sent. It started on her smiling face, before she panned the camera slowly down over miles and miles of bare skin, all the way to her glittery blue toenails. It didn’t matter that the app deleted the video after one view. He had it burned into his brain.
Continue reading “Anchors Aweigh”