Monthly Archives: September 2011

The Dream Boat, Part 5

Derridelle Kraus, the boy’s own grandmother, she tried to warn me. God bless Shu’s mom in her navy and white Brooks Brothers pantsuits and her cocktails-at-four – she tried to warn me about Bernard, but I was determined not to … Continue reading

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The Dream Boat, Part 4

“Queen Vashti, ” Shu said in a voice every bit as soft as the feel of his fingers tracing my lips. He said this to me that first morning, and practically every morning afterward for as long as we were … Continue reading

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The Dream Boat, Part 3

“Omgod.” Shu murmured, his eyes half-open. He plopped a dollop of garlic butter on a chunk of faux French bread – his second – and crammed the whole thing in his mouth.  Dinner was warming in the oven. I do … Continue reading

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